I smell it on the breeze

[krislaughs]

Fall is in the air.

I managed a successful calving on Labor day (heh) despite the fact that we lost the calf after about ten minutes of resuscitation attempts (it was a bull in a dairy operation, so.. er... ok?)

It's been less than ninety degrees for the last few days, and I swear that suddenly 70 feels cold.

I picked up a couple of knitting projects. Very much looking forward to them.

Henry's been having trouble with his ears lately, and I really don't want to admit to myself (even though I know better) that because every diagnostic test I've done (and I do a lot, being that it's my job and all) has been negative, it's most likely food allergies-- so he needs an even *more* special diet than the one he's on, and he should probably not be allowed to lick my plate after every meal anymore. (boo!)

I have a weekend off! Whoot!

I broke up with the guy I'd been seeing the last few months-- er, let me rephrase that: he sat me down to have "the talk" about feelings 'n shit, where-this-is-going, etc. and I... I don't roll with that. Especially when, after we've been on all of seven dates, he says I should consider going to therapy to help me talk about said feeling's 'n shit. (that's what I have LJ for, yo!) So I haven't called or spoken to him since. Which is a shame. He was kind, smart (college prof and grammar afficionado), attractive, single and athletic. Really good on paper! Why can't I just meet a guy who's dorky and cute and as blessedly commitment-phobic as I am? You wouldn't think that's too much to ask, would you? Except that apparently it is.

On that note. I miss my summer shows already. True Blood and White Collar and Leverage, be-still my heart! But I'm really looking forward to some of the fall faves returning (you know who I'm talking about-- Glee and Vampy Diaries and I-haven't-yet-decided-about-SPN) Are we ever going to get more Sherlock?

Okay. Off to bed now. :)

Comments

[deirdre-c.livejournal.com]

He suggested you go to therapy to learn to discuss your feelings? After seven dates?! Um. Wow. That seems fairly... extreme. (Dude, I've met you. You're not in the least bit hard to talk to.) Sorry it didn't work out, though. Dates are nice. When there's not that level of PRESSURE, oh my gosh.

But yay for weekend off! Hope the weather stays cool and beautiful.