Finally, the first sign of fall.

There’s good news and bad news this morning on Weather.com. The good news is, we’ve got a fall “cold front” on the way that’s apparently going to send our temperatures plummeting into the mid-80s — with lows in the 60s! — by Labor Day. The bad news is, as always, we have ZERO CHANCE OF RAIN.

As much as I’ve moaned about our hellish weather for the last few months I think LANDSCAPES have suffered the most down here. We drive around town and notice that nearly everybody’s lawn looks like a miniature wheat field (ours is still green) and trees are shriveled and dying all over the place — including the autumn blaze maple we planted in our front yard a couple of years ago. We’ll replace it in the spring. Our next tree will be a Chinese pistache. 

Incidentally, Sam is in charge of all yard decisions. This is a good thing because I tend to lean towards Astroturf and silk plants.

I just slapped a Post-It on my monitor to remind me to make breakfast. I’m not particularly hungry, but I injected my diabetes medication at 7:30 and I’m supposed to eat within an hour. I bought a new Schwan’s product last week, which will be today’s breakfast of choice.

They’re actually not bad even though I usually like my food items to be SEPARATE and not smooshed together. The crust is bagel dough that turns out fine in the microwave and the filling is a scrambled egg with sausage, cheese and hash browns. For the record, however, I ate one of these a few days ago and couldn’t find any evidence of hash browns whatsoever. 

Thank you for reading this.