Adjusting to the new routine

I feel kind of lucky that we arrived in Fayetteville during the fall. I mean, I’ve been here during the summer – once. It was so hot and so humid that I thought I might melt.

You can make fun of me for that. I deserve it! I actually grew up outside of Chicago, a place where “90 degrees with 98% humidity, not a cloud in the sky” would go on for weeks every summer. I guess you could say that almost 20 years in Colorado made me more accustomed to lower humidity, but:

I drove to Nebraska in the summer of 1997 (at that point I’d lived in Colorado for maybe 6 months) and met my parents, who’d driven out with a truckload of stuff for me. It was soooo humid. I remember complaining about the humidity to my Aunt Jo. Her reply?

“Don’t be such a pansy. It’s only 60%!”

Anyway. Like I said, it’s been downright pleasant here and I’ve been enjoying exploring Fayetteville. I even drove myself to CrossFit the other day, and managed to not get lost. Wish I could say the same about the time I went to pick my mother-in-law up from her hair appointment. Luckily Beth is a very patient woman and didn’t even say anything about my taking 20 minutes to make a roughly 10-minute drive.

In my defense, Fayetteville is not set up on any kind of a grid system, and many of the streets curve around or don’t connect with major roads. At some point while we were out running errands, I actually asked Michael how it was possible that we’d made 3 right turns, and somehow were still traveling in the same direction. “It’s Fayetteville,” he said.

So it stands to reason that when we headed out to Beaver Lake (it’s east or Rogers, AR) last week, Michael did the driving. We went with Barton and Andrea, old friends, who now own a sailboat. Yay!

We ran the dogs first to wear them out, then put them up in the truck and went for the boat.

I wish I cold say I had more pictures of our sail. But it was incredibly windy (20mph winds, with gusts at 35) and we ended up having lunch on the boat. I thought it was a fabulous picnic.

We made plans to go out some other time… like when the winds were more reasonable. Michael and I both have enough cold weather gear to have fun and I totally want to give sailing another try. I’ll keep you posted.

Now we’re gearing up for Thanksgiving. It will be a small meal, the four of us plus our friends Steve and Amy. I even made a paleo pumpkin pie! Yeah, already. It was a trial run. I haven’t tried a lot of paleo baking so I figured I’d use my family as guinea pigs first. Surprisingly it turned out well, so we’re go for Thanksgiving. I’ll take pictures of my next effort.

Have a great week, everyone!