Humpity Day: Since I’m…

… raking leaves today.

Still Life No. 2

It just doesn’t get any better than this.

I’m an autumn girl.

I just ran inside to post this pic.

Don’t want to be burning daylight today. Weenter is coming.

Here be Humpity Day.

I’m good with that. You?

One of these days I’m going to write a long post. Probably when weenter gets here.

Shocker.

Elen

Humpity Day: And So It Begins…

 

Autumn! 

This is a peek at the weigela in our back garden. What’s left of it. Ha-ha. Ho-ho. Hee-hee. The back garden that is. It’s the first real sign of fall color we’ve had. If you’re cruising down the road, it’s a little more evident.

The fencers have been delayed by rain. Can I get another ha-ha, ho-ho, hee-hee?

Thanksgiving weekend was warm, unlike today. Today it’s 49 Fahren as I tap out these post words. I made a pumpkin pie anyway. Probably the best pumpkin pie I’ve ever made. It’s gone, baby, gone.

True Confessions ~

I have a thang for Maynards Sour Patch Kids. I buy them once a year for Halloween.

For. The. Trick-Or-Treaters.

I buy them early to get a good price. They go in a cupboard that requires a step stool. I pat myself on the back for being penny-wise and early with the treats.

And then, late at night when I’m writing semi-comatose on the couch, I hear those sly Sour Patch Kids calling my name. I type faster kick up the volume on Friends. The cupboard door begins to rattle.

Just one. I could open the box and take just one mini pack. 4 little Sour Patch Kids. It won’t even make a dent.

So. I do.

And hour later there are 5 empty packs of Sour Patch Kids on the couch, my tongue looks like a bumpy rainbow, and I’m on a Sour Patch Kids sour high.

Only 20 more days until Halloween.

Maybe I could put a combo lock on that cupboard. I was never good with those.

What’s your Halloween treat addiction?

Here be Hump Day.

Let’s just zip right through it on a Sour Patch high.

Elen