Only one more week . . .
. . . and my fave holiday finally arrives.
What bothers me, I fear I'm so anxious
for Halloween that I'm not remembering
to enjoy each and every day of my birth
month. I intend to find ways to celebrate
during this below freezing week whilst
Samhain awaits . . .
I've watched a couple of seasons of one
of my best mysteries; does that count for
something?! A few besties have visited,
a couple of phenomenal drives gifted by
my guy, ice cream for breakfast, and I'm
almost out of ideas for making naughty!
May as well confess, I've even been
working on my December Yule cards . . .
ouch!
So, if you want to brave the weather, I'll
do the cooking. Fire on the hearth adds
to the 130 year old cabin mystic . . . and
I promise not to start tatting! I couldn't
compete with my gran anyway; I swear
she could break the speed limit tatting.
Phenomenal!
fun and games at last
partying fast as i can
lets get on with this
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