When I looked out on my deck this crisp Fall morning, I saw a squirrel drinking from the birdbath. Then I saw he was just kind of picking at the water. After he left, I went outside to find it completely frozen. I guess it's time to unravel the hidden cord and plug in the heater. The birds and the squirrels use the birdbath year round. It was an expensive purchase, but I've gotten years worth of pleasure out of watching the creatures use it.

I'm ready for work on this Saturday morning. Lots of energy, 'cause I'm a morning person. Only two of us stylists start at 8:00. One or two start at 8:30. We start out with soft jazz music. By 9:15 the salon is busy and loud and the radio station's tuned to rock. I love the early quietness before the day starts rolling. By 11:00, I can't believe I still have 2 1/2 hours to go. As I start my last client at 2:00, I can feel the anticipation of my latte at Border's. Coffee is my drug. Then, the time comes and I'm off for 'my' weekend. Ah, I wish that time was now. But, alas (I love that word), it's time to go. Happy Saturday.