Monday, Sept. 9 – Looks like nice weather all week. SOTD: my lovey, Le Temps d’une Fete. Ah, LTdF, I can’t quit you. Took the trashcans to the road… listen, those of you who merrily roll your full trashcans down to the end of the paved driveway, you have no idea. We HAVE rolly trashcans, but when your garbage pickup occurs half a mile away and you have to move your trashcans over a gravel road, that means you drive them there. You open the back of your minivan, pick up the trashcans, heave them one by one into the van. Then you close, with difficulty, the back hatch. Then, you pray that nothing falls over on the way to the road.
Or, if you like, you can drive the farm pickup. You still have to pray that the cans don’t fall over. Then, you go back to the road, pick up your trashcans, heave them back into the van or the back of the pickup, and bring them back to the end of the porch. Sigh.
Tuesday, Sept. 10 – Fed Rachel the calf. SOTD: Escada Margaretha Ley, which I really really should review. Big fat tuberose-ylangy thing that reminds me a little bit of Fracas and a little bit of the drydown of Chamade… interesting. Also, long gone. What is my fascination with the disappeared?
Wednesday, Sept. 11 – Fed Rachel again. She’s loving the bottle, after taking more time than orphan calves usually take to accustom themselves to it. SOTD: Dior Poison. Yeah, I went there. But can I just say? Now that Poison isn’t bludgeoning people all over the place, I sort of like it these days. Also, there’s so much orange blossom in there, it goes sort of Dove-soapy on me.
Thursday, Sept. 12 – I guess I can stop writing “fed Rachel.” I’m going to be feeding her for the next six weeks at least. Mowed the grass. Did some laundry. SOTD: Deneuve. Gosh, Deneuve is gorgeous… lasts forever, too. I put ONE SPRITZ, ONE of edt – yes, eau de toilette – on my wrist at 9:30 am. Could still smell it at dinner. People complain about the 80s… which, okay, was far from perfect… but still. Deneuve. Good community chorus rehearsal, too. Had to wait on Gaze to finish helping load pit instruments (marimbas and the like) before I could get him from band practice.
Friday, Sept. 13 – Supposed to get chilly tomorrow, with lows into the low 40s F. YAY! About time for some autumn weather. Helped run the band boosters pizza sales at the football game this evening (we lost, 21-14), wearing Ines de la Fressange… which I could barely smell. Sigh.
Saturday, Sept. 14 – Cleaned up again, of course. Praise band practice at noon; the guys of the house watched sports most of the afternoon. SOTD: DK Gold edp, to echo the beautiful Oriental lilies that began to pop open last night. Gorgeous. And a picture of Gaze in band uniform, playing his trombone during the PCHS show, was in the newspaper today. It is not, however, chilly outside. It’s lovely.
Sunday, Sept. 15 – Chilly morning, but somehow it was hot in church. Bleargh. SOTD: DK Gold edp again, because it is just so beautiful. Napped for about two and a half hours this afternoon, while The CEO took Gaze to buy cross-country racing shoes and get a haircut. Went to bed wearing most of my sample of SL Un Bois Vanille – nice cozy stuff.