Have a Heart!
I heard a teaser night before last about a story that would run on the 10 o’clock news about what time you should go to bed for the best chance of preventing a heart attack. I, of course, am in bed at 10 o’clock snuggled into my pillow and zzz’s are in the cartoon cloud above my head. But yesterday morning, I browsed a news snippet that stated that your chance of not having a heart attack are greater if you go to bed between 10 and 11 each night. I need some context to that statement. Are they saying that if I go to bed at 9 and get up at 5, getting me a solid eight hours of sleep, I might croak right there and then? What if I go to bed at 9:55 or 11:25? Heart attack waiting to happen? Until I have more evidence, I will continue to hit the sack when I’m tired.
John Dutton and his ruthless family returned to the small screen this past Sunday. Bill and I finally got a chance to watch the two-hour season premier last night. At the end of last season, all of the major Dutton characters were shot or bombed, so we all awaited with baited breath to see who, if anyone, didn’t live to get revenge. There were no big surprises. Having said that, we enjoyed the new season premier very much. I think John Dutton is one of my favorite bad guy to love. Nothing says Sunday — the Lord’s Day — like sex and violence on television.
I know it seems like I’m obsessed with birds this week, but the truth of the matter is that birds have been on my mind. I love the birds we have here at our home in the desert. This time there seem to be many, many more cactus wrens, which are the Arizona state bird. I’m hoping one will build a nest in our palm tree as it did a couple of years ago. There has been a family of quail hanging out on our back fence. In the World of Kris, they are the quail family that resulted from the quail eggs that were laid and nested in my geranium plant last spring. But best of all, our roadrunner is back. He ran down our fence the other day, and I scared him by squealing in delight! I hope he’s here in December when we return.
It’s hard to believe, but Bill and I will be heading back to Denver next week, on Wednesday. I’m excited to see our kids and grandkids. We will be there for Thanksgiving and the Advent season. As usual, we are flying back on Christmas Day for our winter in the desert. Yikes! I’ve got to start thinking about Christmas.
A heartfelt thanks to all of our veterans on this Veterans’ Day.