The month of September didn't exactly speed by, but it's almost in the rearview mirror. Trevor finally got that surgery to fix his meniscus, and we spent around $90 at the Okmulgee library's annual book sale.
Classes aren't great, but I'm surviving, more or less. And Dylan, Jessica and Ashland are all having a rough time with school, too. Daniel's sister Emily just got engaged, and Jacob got married.
In sports, the Rams began their tenure in Los Angeles, which is weird. Tim Tebow decided to try playing pro baseball with the Mets, which is also weird. Kevin Durant is now wearing a Warriors jersey, which hurts a lot more than I thought it would. The Paralympics were astonishing to watch, making me grateful for all I can do on a daily basis. Lots more arguments about politics on all TV channels, which is frustrating. Even sports channels, due to 49ers quarterback Colin Kaepernick's protests during the National Anthem.
Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D.'s fourth season is off to a "meh" start, given that the character of the Ghost Rider has been introduced. That's making it kind of Buffy-like, which is difficult to understand what my reaction ought to be to it. (Is Buffy a well-written show? Yes, definitely. But the supernatural aspects of the vampires make me kind of uncomfortable, so I don't watch unless I have to.) I haven't decided my take on this season of Agents yet. Since it will probably be the final season, I'll likely stick with it, at least until we learn how they're going to explain how a mechanic like Robbie Reyes can transform into a flaming skull vengeance demon creature with an amazing '69 Dodge Charger.
Why is September such a popular month when it comes to lyrics? Daughtry's "September," Green Day's "Wake Me Up (When September Ends)," Taylor Swift's "Tim McGraw"... I'm sure there's others, too, but those were the ones that have been stuck in my head recently.
