bah humbug

 So I sat on my porch yesterday morning with my oats, raisins and cranberries, the cool October breeze offering me hope that fall weather just might stay here for a while and I opened a current magazine that had been in my car for several weeks. I rarely sit still long enough to look thru them so they usually go into a pile for collage use later. But this day seemed slow enough, cool enough and quiet enough to actually turn each page. I enjoyed the oranges of pumpkins, carrots, sweet potatoes, squash, mums and fallen leaves. Everything is still green here in Texas. I can still hang my laundry on the line as the afternoons reach 90 degrees. The sun is setting deeper, longer. The evening glow is perfect for photographing. But I grumble as I noticed that every other page in this magazine was an ad for MOISTURIZER!!! Seriously...anti-wrinkle creams and dry skin remedies....I swear every other page. So just last week I wrote here about my dry 52 year old skin, and now I have a lapfull of lotions and potions that promise to bring back my youthful appearance. BA HUMBUG. That is not real. I am really wrinkly, dry skinned and tired of this humid hot weather today. I like my gray hair, Indian Summers and tofu for breakfast. I don't like this magazine. So now I am going into the house, turning on the A/C, turn up the 8 track player with Ronnie Milsap, pour a cold glass of something and make these...or these.
And then I plan to make these for dinner.