So this morning I woke up to a gorgeous chilly morning. (A morning I would have been getting ready to go to the airport to visit even chillier weather).) I opened all of the windows and turned on the fans to encourage as much cool air to come in and mingle with us as possible. My plan was to shut all the windows and blinds at 10 to trap it in. Mwahahahaha. That's my evil plan, chilly air! But. (Dun dun dun) I heard the pull of a lawn mower starting up, and before I knew it, it was 9:15 and the entire front half of my small home was filled with fumes burning the back of my throat. Gross. So I raced trough the house shutting windows, lighting a candle to replace the fumes with coconut cream pie goodness (find it HERE). We'll see how long I can trap in the coolness.
No matter how much we plan things to happen, they will decidedly throw us a curve ball now and then. And I am getting better at looking back and admiring the handiwork that is not of my own design, that recreates an even better situation than I could have done myself.
So come back tonight, and I will be posting the second half of this unexpected, undetermined day. I hope it does not include the lines "and we suffered through a stuffy afternoon in our 85 degree living room." Now I am off to pick up the whirlwind of packing/unpacking mess, and save Maya from a morning of eating goldfish off of the floor beneath her highchair.












































