Had to break out the lobster claws this morning.

Business casual.

that is horrifying.

Haha, yeah, I've always loved Halloween. Even last minute, "Well, I guess I'll just go skeleface,"should be done right. For last night, I decorated the porch with pumpkins, cobwebs, giant spiders, skulls and a blue light and had scary sounds playing along with some cauldrons and lights and other stuff along the walkway leading up to the porch. I put together and passed out 150 little baggies of treats! Couldn't believe how many kids came to the door. Haha, there was this little dude dressed as Captain America, who stood at the gate of my walkway for a minute or two yelling over and over, "I'm NOT SCARED! IT'S NOT SCARY!" and puffing his chest out... all psyching himself up to walk to the door. Finally, he got up the nerve to RUN up the walkway, thrust his bag out at me eyes big as pancakes, with his teeth gritted together, managed a, "TRICK!" puff puff puff "OR!" puff puff puff "TREAT!" I dropped his treats in his bag, he never took his eyes off me. Before the treat had even hit the rest of the pile in his bag, he was high-tailin' it back down the pathway. Haha, kids are awesome.

OH, and back on track...

Today, I wore the conventional get-up of a gal who didn’t want to get up in the first dang place. Running a bit late this morning, I snatched from the hanger, a tissue-weight, V necked sweater of wide and dark brown, horizontal stripes. Thinking the neckline perhaps a bit risqué for the office, I opted for a navy blue silk scarf adorned with horses. I rather appreciate the allegory of using a veil of wild mustangs to tame my bare décolletage.

In this frenzied fugue, I feuded with my jeans as I wrestled my wily gams into the dark rinsed denim. Being the proverbial, “every man,” I started with the left leg and found no quarrel. At some point, the abuse I allotted this particular pair of dungarees must have worked loose a tiny breach in the otherwise stalwartly uniform stitching just at the right knee, because upon thrusting my right foot into the corresponding leg, my big toe found purchase in this fissure and, with gusto, ripped a much larger hole. I immediately thought of how funny it would have been if my toe were painted red with a smiley face on it. Whispering, “Ohh yeahhh,” I removed the bumbling digit from the new hole it created and slid my foot the rest of the way down.

So, yeah, today, I’m wearing a vnecked sweater and some jeans with a hole in the knee.

bravo, good read.

*appreciates*

My similarly-employed cardigan cannot compete.

twas nice today - just riding easy trying to get a jammed knee back into shape - shell and t-shirt, along with tights and knickers - much warmer than last night

My shirt has a fitted cut that whispers ethereal nothings against my skin in delicate, grey crêpe de Chine. Tiny, black pin dots give dance to the fabric, and matching cloth buttons serve more than just notions, but rather adamant proclamations of fancy. While smart, tight pleats gathered down the front hint at sass and experience; the puffed, capped sleeves lend a flushed innocence. To add even more girlish charm to the ensemble, I have layered on top a navy blue, a-line tank top with a low, scooped neck. Cascading along the neckline and down the front of this top layer are pewter sequins that sing to your eyes, forcing them to crash upon the shores of my bosom, and to explore the aforementioned blouse underneath. Naturally, your gaze will follow the pin dots like breadcrumbs along those pleated trails back up to my suprasternal notch exposed by an undone top button, naked of jewelry as adding even the most delicate of chain or charm would serve no more than an obnoxious bauble, fighting for attention. So, no jewelry today.

Take that, nerds.

Hahaha, oh you.

TOO MUCH! 8 degrees is cold (I expected it to be colder). I had a snowboard jacket, a fleece shell and 2 thin base-layers. Pushing through all the snow, I was sweating like a sinner at church. With the big snowboard gloves it was hard to get at the vents in my jacket to cool off. Co-worker was worried I was cold when I got in... HA! No, I'm sweating my @$$ off!

My walk is much less sloppy than last week. Hello summer boots.

Lookit that reel-to-reel in the background!!

Shorts!

I put away the Lake's too, I missed my Sidis.