- Spent a tornado-free summer in OK. Hallelujah. Amen.
- Went to the OKC Farmers Market for the first time (the actual one at OSU, not to be confused with the building that still bears the name but has nothing to do with any sort of produce and makes MapQuest go berserk).
- Experienced new health challenges that have made me grateful for all the ones I don’t have.
- Tried Minx nails.
- Made new friends volunteering for OETA.
- Discovered a new obsession with creativity (and Pinterest) I never knew I had.
- Dog birthdays.
- Family birthdays.
- The VERY BEST Harry Potter Marathon EVER.
- Stalked a turtle.
- Repaired lid switches on two washing machines. The second being somewhat anti-climactic when I forgot to plug the machine back in before I turned it on.
- Learned how to make frittata.
- Ate vast amounts of frittata.
- Won tix to see Michael Buble. Sigh.
- Read the Hunger Games series. Viewed Catching Fire about one million times. Learned how to rock ‘The Katniss.’
- Celebrated a birthday by doing inventory.
- Caught three free movies under the stars in the Myriad Gardens. Next year I will catch more.
- Became addicted to Fixer Upper.
- Kept a chemical-free lawn. Easier earlier in the summer rather than later. Enticed by the virtues of clover as low, shady ground cover.
- Read Warm Bodies. Great read. Movie delightful in spite of differences…and arguably more loveable.
- Reacted rather irritably to images of new Wonder Woman costume. NOTHING says kick ass like a woman in tall red boots. Anybody can wear black.
- Mourned the loss of the life skill of letter writing…and envelope addressing…by buying stationary for each niece and teaching random humans how to complete a thank you note.
- Learned after 25 years of life in Oklahoma that Braums shakes can be ordered EXTRA THICK. You’re dead to me, Okies. You’re welcome, worldwide web.
- Took a deep breath and made a phone call that could potentially change my life. But at the very least it has stretched me and gained me new/renewed relationships. I won’t tell you what it’s about, but will say that you’ll be the first to know when there’s fruit on the tree.
Now for my most favoritest season of the year. I can already smell the baked apples. Onward into Fall!
Today was OETA’s annual day at the state capitol, and I’m so pleased I was able to attend for the first time with Elizabeth. The OETA staff was extremely welcoming and gracious. If you’re not following them on both tv stations and social media, you’re missing out! There were so many children who showed up to hang out with the OETA Kids characters, but there was plenty other fun for grown-up fans like us. We love and support our local PBS!
Also known as ‘The one in which I can’t remember the name of An Ideal Husband.’ For shame.
“All life is a series of problems which we must try and solve…until at last we die… Why don’t you get us an ice cream?” – Granny, Dowager Countess, cheerer of souls
So now all of the sudden Edith has taken an interest in Mary and Tom and the estate management…right. I find it hilarious that she’s suddenly out on business with them, but also think it’s high time she got interested in being part of the family and that which concerns them and keeps them fed and together.
It’s possible that Edith may have developed a case of “baby brain.” Now that Edith has decided to keep her baby and can’t live without it in her life, she’s also decided from just this one brief encounter that this tenant farmer is so trustworthy he would not only take her baby but let her come and go from his farm all she wants to see it and never tell a single soul. But Aunt Rosamund (finally) has a big plan to go away to the Continent for several months to “learn French.” But as Granny says, “If [Rosamund] wishes to be understood by a foreigner, she shouts.” In about two shakes, Granny does the math and holds a High Inquisition, I mean, luncheon for Rosamund and Edith. GRANNY KNOWS will be our next t-shirt. Continue reading
Do yourself a favor and fast forward to start at 1:10…that’s where this episode actually begins.
I’m trying not to get all teary-eyed this week that this is actually the UK season finale with only the Christmas special left to go of Downton Abbey for the whole year. You may have to get me some kleenex next week.
“That will keep me warm while I’m crossing the ‘raging’ seas.” – Lord Grantham
Uncle Harold (Cora’s brother) is in so much trouble back in the States that they’re circling the wagons and dragging Lord Grantham into it. Mrs. Hughes “interferes” so that Bates won’t be taken from Anna during this time…which means that Mary finally knows and has to interfere herself. So Thomas is to be treated to a grand trip to America…and “all those handsome stewards.” Continue reading