I listened to the weather forecast yesterday. The next few days are going to be cold. I don’t know how that weatherman keeps his job. He sure was throwing the “f” and “s” words around. As in “frost” and “snow”.
I know that el-cheapo, I mean Mom, won’t turn on the heat until October 1st. Time to get ready:
Notice I am wearing Bears orange and blue, but have an embroidered S on my scarf for my Sox (although it could be for this Sucks).
Have I ever mentioned that I love to sniff stuff? Here’s a pic from last weekend, when it was much more temperate. I’m sticking my head into a hosta:
Ahh, the memories of the aroma will have to last me all winter.
Hey, my cousin Reed has stepped up to the plate and is now my surrogate bacon eater. Here’s a picture of him anticipating the indescribable deliciousness:
Yeah, I know it’s a fuzzy picture, but I’ve got to go with what my fans send me. Work on that picture quality, Katie! And, in retrospect, go easy on the bacon.
Two more days until October 1st. I’m pretty sure I’ll make it. I hope you’re staying warm, and I love you!