
(and I won't complain, I promise I won't complain. Awww, heck, you know I am gonna complain about the cold, who am I trying to kid?)
I woke to the first hard frost of the season. And yes, we were close to 80* just a few days ago. But I have one thing to be happy about with these cold mornings-- my dad's car has heated seats!!!!!!

I had a few moments of emotional rollercoastering, but my dad seemed absolutely fine with his decision, which was a big plus. Sam had to work so only Scott came over. He and my dad were having a great time talking. I think seeing that helped me, too. When my dad gets very quiet and looks frail, that bugs me. When he is laughing at Scott's antics, he looks like a completely different person.
I have a field trip this morning and have my heavier-weight leggings on and will be all layered up. I am not sure if I'll be with the 4th graders or the 5th graders, so I ended up reading up on both lesson plans.
I'm watching the weather for the weekend. I am leading the forest bathing hike on Sunday morning but if it is going to be as rainy and windy as they are forecasting, I bet the program will be canceled. The last place to be in high winds is in the forest. Maybe not the last place to be, but not the best place for sure.
Let me wrap this up so I can do personals and then get ready for work.