Not a Halloween costume...

I only know that this Little Buddy was watching TV.  Why the goggles?  Maybe he was watching something questionable...  I don't really know...  Really...  I don't know...

The Un-Lost

After my little mishap with The Boy's dress pants (post graduation), I thought I would never again see The Boy all spiffed up.  As luck would have it, I have actually found his "missing" dress pants.  The only negative is that I didn't find them until after buying him a new suit.  Can you believe it?  Those pants have spent the last 5 months not in the landfill, but hanging in the back of my closet.  How do I explain this?  Simply said, I can't.

The Boy called me last week to inform me that he needed a suit.  This is the same boy who has never owned a suit...  Has never worn a suit...  Has never had need for a suit...  Actually owns a t-shirt that says "Suits Suck."

After much creative negotiating (on my part) I consented to buying The Boy his suit.  He is now the proud owner of a gray suit with pinstripes.  And I have to say it, he does look handsome in his suit. 

The Boy donned his new suit, put in his new contact lenses, and knotted his tie.  He looked so grown up!  Of course, he is in college now, maybe he actually is growing up...  What a thought!

But now, on any given occasion, he has his choice of dress pants or a full fledged suit.  Who woulda thunk...  And how many of those occasions do you think will come his way?  Plenty, I hope!

Look at those Buns!

Remember my disheartening search for the perfect jeans?  Those jeans that would shape and uplift my buns?  Well, you'll be happy to know that this post has nothing to do with that!  This is all about The Princess' Buns.  No, you perverts--not those buns...  These buns!

HRH decided she had to have freshly baked cinnamon buns last week.  Since I've not been feeling well, I told her the only way she'd likely get her yummy little treat is if she made them herself.  I thought that would be the end of it.  Or at the most, I thought she'd nag The Mister to go to the store for frozen rolls she could just thaw and bake.  Never did I imagine that she'd get a recipe and set to work in my kitchen.

I think I've got a baker on my hands.  Now I've got to convince her to make some pumpkin bread with chocolate chips!

In my own back yard.

I certainly don't have to go very far

to find something interesting to photograph.

The Mister and I were checking out the yard today.

I love acorns in the fall.

 

But I know from experience that the acorns look better on the tree
than they do in my kitchen.

Did you know that little worms live in those charming little nuts?  Yuck!