Cocoa Puff the Yorkie picked the winner of the Fall Into October Contest . . . by a nose.  I took the entries and numbered them, and dropped the papers on the carpet in a large radius, and picked the one my dog went to first.  (I know it’s not scientific, but it worked!)  There were many entries and when I tossed them into the air, they kind of spread–so I had more than the papers shown in the photo with Cocoa.

Thanks to everyone who entered and shared their thoughts about fall!  Now as we head for Thanksgiving, I’ll be posting a new contest to end December 1 . . . a kick off to WINTER and Christmas.

My husband took this photo of our backyard at sunrise this morning.  It doesn’t do the colors justice.  The brush of orange only stayed for less than a minute as the clouds skirted swiftly in the sky.  Not sure if you can see it or not, but there’s probably 50 ducks on the pond.  We usually get a lot who winter here, and at times, there are close to 100 in the backyard.

So I got up at 5:20am this morning–refreshed and ready to wake and take on the day.  How come?  A couple of things . . .

1.  Time Change

2.  My body clock was on an Eastern Time Zone.  I went to bed last night at 9:00pm and was asleep the second my head hit the pillow.

So this was a rare, and never to happen again, event for me.  :-)

We’ve been in Boston the past four days and it’s two hours later there.  So before the time change, 9:00pm Boise time was midnight Boston time.  I was ready to go to sleep!  But because of the time change, and me getting a solid eight hours of sleep, I woke at 5:20, refreshed.

My husband is an early bird.  He loves it.  Me–I got up . . . it was dark outside.  What can you do in the dark?  The newspaper is so sparse these days, I can read it in under three minutes.  There’s nothing on on television.  It’s too cold to put on exercise clothing.  So basically for the first two hours of my day in the dark, I sat in my jammies and drank coffee and stared at my handsome guy sitting on the sofa across from me.  Okay, so maybe there is a reason to get up early.

Today’s Idaho Statesman ran photos (a contest and winners) of local scenes in Idaho.  It’s worth posting the link.  Some of the photos are outstanding and great images of the state I live in.   Enjoy.

http://www.idahostatesman.com/outdoorsphotos/gallery/942753-a942709-t3.html

So when we were at Disneyland, we wanted to make a lunch reservation at Ariel’s Grotto in California Adventure Land.  Me–I have a great head for phone numbers.  I memorize them.  But with the invention of cell phones and telephones where you simply hit one number and your party is dialed, my phone number memory has been dimming.

When we were at Disney, I could have sworn I saw the reservation number as a 1-800 number.  I told my husband–call and set us up for a 1:30 lunch.

We’re walking on the boardwalk past the roller coaster and he laughs and says he’s connected to an adult hotline.  He’s a big jokester and I figured he was messing with me.  Then he handed me the phone.  No kidding.  It was a recording for hot babes and how to hook up.  I realized it wasn’t an 800 number after all . . . rather, he should have dialed 714 (the Anaheim area code) then the number I gave him–which had D-I-N-E as the last four numbers.

It sucks getting old and senile.  But maybe there was an Ariel on the hotline . . .