The Happenings

It's not that I've disappeared. I haven't. I really haven't. It's just been a strange week. The Week from Hell. Well, the first part of it, at least. The Week from Hell landed me in the ER, then the doctor's office, then in my bed, where I remained sleepless and in pain for a few days.

But you'll hear about that later. After all, the week took a turn. The Boy From Work arrived early yesterday morning, and everything became so much better. He'll be here for a few more days, but here's what we've done so far:

(1.) Shaved Him



When I met the BFW, he was bald and he had a lot of facial hair. Because I once said to him, "I wonder what you look like when you are clean-shaven," and because the BFW wanted to impress me, he shaved. I really, really liked him shaved. The BFW has the world's best dimpled chin, and it's practically a crime to cover it up with facial hair. But since we've been living in two different states, the BFW has let himself get hairy again. The hair on his head curls over his ears, and his face--not to mention the dimpled chin--has disappeared behind a beard. But last night the BFW went to CVS and got a package of disposable razors, and this morning he went to town.

The dimple is officially back.




(2.) Went Apple Picking



Today when I asked what he wanted to do, the BFW said he wanted to pick apples. This was an amazing choice, since today was the perfect fall day. It was in the upper 50's, sunny, gorgeous. The trees were turning, the air was crisp, the skies were stunningly blue.

So we went. We drove into the country hills and picked almost twenty pounds of apples. We also picked two pumpkins that are now sitting on my kitchen floor, waiting to be split open and carved. We also picked up some whoopie pies--the traditional Maine dessert--and fudge and cider. It was the best day ever.




(3.) Ate Whoopie Pies



We decided to avoid the traditional chocolate with vanilla cream in favor of apple-flavored cookies with vanilla cream. It seemed appropriate for our apple-stocked day. And it was appropriate. And delicious.


(4.) Went for a River Walk



If you walk down my street, you can follow a path down along the river and across it on several old railroad bridges. I took the BFW on this walk today. I took him across the river and to the small waterfall that rushes under a small footbridge. Once we were there, the BFW took several fantastic pictures of me, including this one:




Tomorrow we're planning on going to Portland, on carving pumpkins, and on making apple muffins and an apple crisp. A giant, giant apple crisp. Is there anything better?