The smell is in the air. No matter what the calendar says, it felt like the first day of fall to me. Which makes me think of my sweet brother, who's always depressed on his birthday (September 18). I have to try to find him something interesting for a present.
eor made something incredibly delicious for dinner. I have no idea what it is, because I wasn't able to be home to eat with him, due to having to work late.:( But I'm having seconds.
I think I may have put a little much rum in my cider. If you can taste it, in cider, it's probably a lot.
I have 11 people I want to send postcards to, and only 9 postcards. Hm. I guess I'll have to go get more, tomorrow. Or maybe I'll look around for the ones I have sitting in some box somewhere that I've never sent. If you want one, send me e-mail with your snail address. You might already be on my list, but you might not.
I think I may have put a little much rum in my cider. If you can taste it, in cider, it's probably a lot.
I have 11 people I want to send postcards to, and only 9 postcards. Hm. I guess I'll have to go get more, tomorrow. Or maybe I'll look around for the ones I have sitting in some box somewhere that I've never sent. If you want one, send me e-mail with your snail address. You might already be on my list, but you might not.
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I don't want summer to be over. I like fall but it signals the coming of winter and my most mentally difficult time of year. Bah.