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| 'RELAX' I said. '...I promise you won't feel a thing!' TAKEN: OCTOBER 21st, 2017 |
...Where the hell did October go?
I can’t believe one of my favorite months of the year has a single hallowed eve left then it's over.
With my autumn vibe on and it officially kickin' it old school, I can't help but feel this year's passing us by far quicker than I ever figured it would.
I can’t believe one of my favorite months of the year has a single hallowed eve left then it's over.
With my autumn vibe on and it officially kickin' it old school, I can't help but feel this year's passing us by far quicker than I ever figured it would.
Anyway, after my last post, I am pleased to report that the closest friend I've ever been blessed to have reached out via text. Both hardwired for success, over time we'd shifted our focus from one and other to individual results. Inevitably apart, we never lost touch.
Though some time had lapsed since last connecting, I find it truly amazing that we both openly admitted we've never replaced the other in the BFF department. I suspect neither of us have because the real deal can rarely be replicated.
As I prepare to let October go, I feel the need to report the Farmer’s Almanac I torched Labour Day weekend (for predicting snow would arrive and stay mid October) was truly burned in vain. Its blasphemous prediction resulted in a sad and somewhat unnecessary literary sacrifice on my part.
Note to self: Work on controlling your extremely combustible premature October reactions when they are attached to a very specific offering of 'top secret mathematical & astronomical formulas for predicting weather'!
Which I can only follow up with... Praise the ghourd!
In turn, y'all have 3 Bloody Marys as we await our nasty arch nemesis, November!!
#yagottalaughaboutit
As I prepare to let October go, I feel the need to report the Farmer’s Almanac I torched Labour Day weekend (for predicting snow would arrive and stay mid October) was truly burned in vain. Its blasphemous prediction resulted in a sad and somewhat unnecessary literary sacrifice on my part.
Note to self: Work on controlling your extremely combustible premature October reactions when they are attached to a very specific offering of 'top secret mathematical & astronomical formulas for predicting weather'!
Which I can only follow up with... Praise the ghourd!
In turn, y'all have 3 Bloody Marys as we await our nasty arch nemesis, November!!
#yagottalaughaboutit
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