The Sky is Falling

Well chicken little the sky is falling. That's clear. Although it's still not clear in New York that people will be out selling apples tomorrow. Maybe the day after. The restaurants are crowded and we are all looking over our shoulders as we go about our day to day life. And the debate last night between the vice presidential candidates did little to make me rethink my doomsday scenario. I fear that like the Russians we will get the government that we deserve. What dopes they are. And what dopes we are not to have paid more attention as we swanned through the malls of life!!!

However my bright spot was taking Kate to school this morning. She is suddenly taking some care with her appearance. And today we out in the crisp October air wearing light jackets. Hers was an olive quilty jacket and she was wearing black flats. And my jacket is also an olive quilty jacket, and me too, I was wearing black flats. I think I always wanted to dress like twins, well maybe not like twins but like someone. That's perhaps one of the yearnings that only children have which is to see themselves in duplicate. But I remember seeing a young blonde type couple in France who were wearing matching blue checked shirts. Sounds not so great now. But at the time I thought it was very cool and so French. The thought must have lingered because I loved that Kate and I were wearing similar clothing and yet managed to look like our individual selves.