The sweaters and jackets and scarves came out of hiding, there was much frolicking at our neighborhood Oktoberfest, a big pot of (amazing) boeuf bourguignon at Janet and David's house, oh and pie, lots of pie...starting with Janet's apple and ending with the two pieces that Millie and I tucked into for lunch (!) on Sunday (we were throwing caution to the wind).
I just wish some of that cozy goodness from the weekend would've carried over into this week. The past two days have been less than stellar, with all sorts of bummer happenings and mishaps (including, but not limited to, retreating to the bathroom at work for a cry only to accidentally dip the hem of my skirt in the toilet mid-sniff).
But tomorrow's a new day, and things can only go up, right? And if not, I suppose there's always more pie.