This picture cracks me up. Riley was sleeping on the pillows and when I went to snap a photo he woke up and looked at me... his hair all sleepy-faced and bed-head looking.
You know how they say dogs and their owners start to look alike? He looks just like me at this moment.
Storms are coming; the weather is changing. We've been in a little Indian summer and now the cold front is moving in. The highs have been in the 70s and in a day or so the highs will be in the 30s. It's raining and forecasted to snow. Ahhh... Iowa.
I won't repeat how this affects me... I've posted about it before [click here if you missed it]. Needless to say my pain is intense and I'm a little nervous as to how this winter is going to feel on these tired old bones.
Ok, I'm not that old but I sooo understand what old people mean by that. :)
And of all the things in the world I could wish for... oh, what I wouldn't give for a Diet Mt. Dew. It was always my version of comfort food. I'm a simple girl, really, but pop is no longer in my vocabulary. (Neither is soda for all you people in other parts of the country.) And I am one of the few people in the world who can't stand coffee... which is good because I've never wasted my money at Starbucks.
But the end result of that pain and tiredness I mentioned, and the lack of caffeine, is that my brain could think of nothing to talk about in today's post. Nada. Nothing. Zip. So that's why I'm admitting to you all that I look like my dog with bed head. It's like we're twins.
Except, you know, he's cuter. :)