So much to think about today.
Don't forget to put the candy in a bowl, and hide some lest some greedy hands grab too many goodies.
Don't forget to turn all the clocks back an hour.
Don't forget to turn over the calendars to November tomorrow.
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In my case, I've already lost 45 minutes of that extra hour of sleep we're supposed to enjoy tonight.
Seems my internal clock thought today was tomorrow, and I slept in.
Well, at least there will be 15 minutes of extra snoozing.
Besides, I've found that snoozing is a lot easier at this time of the year.
A few years ago, I had an "aha" moment, finally learning why I wanted to sleep more in November than in May.
Seems it's a natural and normal thing to do because the upcoming months are Mother Nature's hibernation period.
It's just that bears take more advantage of the opportunity than we humans who live by our clocks and phones and television programs.
Anyway, once I learned that basic information about the nature of sleep, I quit feeling bad about nodding off in November.
Others suggest it's an old-people situation, just like my friend Edna (who's six months younger than I) suggested last night when I was complaining about the bitter cold and wondering if it's an old-people thing.
She said, yes, it probably was, which didn't do my outlook much good. I wanted desperately to think that, indeed, it has been really bitter cold the past few days.
Later, I felt better when my sisters joined us. They are 12.5 and 14 years younger than I.
Yes, they said, it's been colder than usual.
Then, Laurie brought up something about polar vortexes, suggesting that the vortex will cause the polar areas to be warmer because they'll push or blow all their cold air toward us.
She even mentioned the winter of 1968-'69 in her informative and scientific offerings about frigidity.
I'm old enough and cold enough not to want to see a Winter of '26-'27 even come close to that winter.
In December of that year, we had some cousins come over to ski at Schweitzer. People were suggesting that it was 40 below at the time cuz it sure was cold.
Someone's brain must have been really cold while the cousins were staying with us in the house on Boyer because someone forgot to shut the back door to the house when they came in late at night.
The door remained open for the overnight and the fierce cold wind blew more than enough frigid air into the house.
A bunch of us humans remained in bed the next morning, trying to stay warm and outlast whoever was going to get up first and start a fire.
I don't know who braved it, but when they discovered the open door and it closed, the temperature started rising, even without the fire.
More wintry stuff like a long-lasting blizzard and a whole bunch of snow came that same winter in January, causing most rural folks to be isolated in their homes for a number of days.
No, we do not need a repeat of that winter.
Yes, it's warmer today, and I'm feeling good knowing that my need to wear five layers is not just an old-people's thing.
It will be nice for the trick or treaters to have some reasonable weather as they gather up for their sugar high.
And, as mentioned yesterday, Bill will be happy if our numbers are down this year. He loves that leftover candy.
The countdown for the ultra hate season to end has begun.
Those repetitive, simple-minded insults on TV and across the media should end once all polls are closed on Tuesday.
Who knows how it's going to go, but maybe we'll get a slight break from politicians trying to out-dirty each other, at least, for a few days.
Then, the Presidential politicking will begin.
Again, Congress should vote to limit political seasons and the gross amounts of money spent. I know I've said that before, but if politicians can repeat the same stuff over and over, so can I.
Wouldn't it be nice if everyone who wants to run for office next time would go to politician school and learn some new ways, as is suggested by example in the sentences below.
"Good politicians of any party have the discipline of 'encounter,' in the sense that Pope Francis used it.
Not just seeing but looking, not just hearing but listening.
Drawing near, being open.
Not blasting your opinions or personality at people.
Encounter them.
--Journalist Terry Moran
Well, it's Halloween.
The wind has stopped.
It's dry, and I'll probably do some brush-hogging today after yesterday's afternoon project of clearing the yard of the major bulk of leaves.
There will be more of that, but at least, it's under control.
So, we'll enjoy the day and wait to see if the doorbell rings once it's ghosts and goblin time.
Happy Halloween.
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