There went another week.
It has gone by so fast. I can't keep up.
Exciting things are happening right now and I have been enjoying life more than posting about it. If I were famous I would make someone else post for me.
Since that's not happening anytime soon, I am giving you a taste of this Wednesday fall evening.
I got home from work. Put a pot of taco soup on and started making a sweet treat.
Andy came in the kitchen and said asked what I was doing.
Making puppy chow.
You've gotta shake it.
Betsy is all "that's for old dogs too right??"
Yummo. I remember the first time I ever tried this stuff. A friend's mom made it at the beach in Middle School. I tried it tonight and Mr. Broome gave it a thumbs up.
As we are drawing near to our last days here on Willie Walker, I find myself lingering on just what I love about our home. Sometimes, it's all of the sunlight that flows into our den. With eleven windows in this room, you can feel fall just sitting on the sofa. Tonight, I could feel it. It feels so good doesn't it? Can someone send me fall in a bottle? I don't want it to be over.