October is almost here........and you know what that means, don't you?
It means that John gets to haul out a whole new set of dusty boxes filled with crap delightful seasonal decorations!
Woo!
It's funny how chronic illness has really changed my attitude toward this time of year when I load up my kitchen with black Halloween cats.
Hey! How did that flamingo get in there??
Since I became a Sjoggie, I look to autumn with anticipation. I view the first holiday in fall as my coming out party. Meaning it's the time of year when I get to come out of the house far more frequently than I do in the summer time, with fall's cool temps and less intense sunshine.
In actuality, I probably spend just as much time inside since October brings the Pacific Northwest's rainy season, but still. I know that should I be willing to grab my raincoat and waterproof shoes, I can go out any time I want, so there! Without my dumb hat! And I can scale back my sunscreen from a zillion spf to 15 spf, if I want to.
So I look forward to the time when I can dust off the boxes marked Halloween, and Fall, and Thanksgiving. And begin decorating for my coming out party.
Meow.
2 comments:
Hey - I remember that you don't like food with eyes, but I notice that plates with eyes are ok?
I love Halloween a lot, so I can get into the fun of the decoration
Hm. EXCELLENT observation. (Ten points to Gryffindor, or Slytherin, or whatever house you like best in Harry Potter's Hogwarts).
So to clarify my eyeball issue, it doesn't bother me to eat from a piece of crockery containing an eyeball.
It does bother me to actually eat an eyeball.
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