Perforation Problems

Which one do you like better? Psst. Pick the $2 one, not the $4 one. 

I texted this picture to Michael to show him what I had to do to console Clyde after he left us to go to San Francisco. Clyde loves pumpkin treats 200% more than normal treats. Scientifically proven.

Went to a movie theater tonight where they served food, including a hot chocolate milk shake. I ordered the "adult" one with Kahlua in it but they mistakenly brought me the nonalcoholic version...so I ended up with BOTH. HA. The nonalcoholic one was more ice cream than milkshake, but I'm not complaining. It was in a giant teacup. Also by the time they brought the correct dessert I was too full to really enjoy it. It's quite a thing to leave desserts uneaten. Quite a thing indeed. Now, after the fact, I feel kinda guilty because, you know, starving children in third world countries. But at the time I just very happily ate my two desserts. 

I went to a barn sale today, where I learned you can write recipes on index cards, make them look old, tie them with twine, and sell them for $9. I did end up buying two really cool bottles to put on my mantle, as well as a giraffe print that right now looks slightly out of place above the couch. It might end up moving.  There was some cool stuff, but what really struck me as I was walking around was the thought that here was probably a pretty good representative sample of Pinterest's daily traffic. You've got the sellers, whose goods looked like they came straight off of a pinboard (including those plates glued to candle sticks to make cake stands and the wine racks made out of pallets), the foragers who do things like buy old windows and DIY them into something for themselves, and the people who wish they had the time or energy to DIY things but who will just go ahead and buy the end result at a barn sale.  Which one am I? Probably the last, except for when it...

This is Clyde after I made all the hair on his head stand up.

I got my sample pack of holiday cookies from Cheryl' s today. Being selected for the Cheryl's Cookie Council MIGHT be the best thing to happen to me in 2013. Maybe. I tried a red velvet muffin first, mostly because there were 4 of them, so I didn't have to come to grips with the fact that once I ate one it would be gone.  It was good, but I'm so used to red velvet and cream cheese icing that it felt incomplete. The red velvet was lonely.  The best cookie out of this pack was the buttercream frosted salty caramel chocolate cookie, which deserves its long name because the measure of its deliciousness is also quite long...if deliciousness were a measure of length? I don't know where I'm going with that. But it was good.  Why do you think it is that cookies make me so happy? Because they genuinely do. I adore them. ADORE.

This looked much cooler in real life. Skies make me feel poetic, as do long expanses of lawn or fields, and tall stretches of trees.  *I cheated. This picture was taken 10-8, not 10-7. I don't have one for 10-7 and since I'm writing this on 11-12, I can't remember why.