It was another emotionally cruddy day at work. I ended up nicknaming one coworker "Boggs" and her cohorts "The Sisters," if that gives you any idea. I was left looking like this:
(yeah, I don't know, maybe I
should quit)
Hubby and I made it to Shorty's before they closed. We saw many delights there that would qualify for future purchase. He's dying for a Japanese maple for the front yard. We also saw this beauty:
Tis the season to cut gourds open while Halloween movies play in the background.