Hey blog! What’s the word, turd?

When I log into my blog it tells me that this website is NOT SECURE, now in red letters. So um, don’t enter your credit card information into my blog! Yeah.

Speaking of credit cards, my “Vitamin Shoppe” account was hacked recently and some dork in Spokane bought 150$ worth of supplements using MY CARD. I had to call and cancel the card, but I’m irritated that the thief still got their goods. Now their address is in my account…I should show up on their doorstep and demand they hand me the supplements. Then I would dramatically toss them into the trash.

John Galliano, always and foreverrrrrrr. The Vitamin Shoppe was quite apathetic about my account being hacked. I wonder how often it happens?

Jeez Josh bought me these flowers quite a while ago, but thanks to the magic of whatever chemical they put in those little packets, they are mostly still alive. He also bought me a 5-pack of thick winter socks, because he loves me.

This little rainbow hat was intended for a very small head. Luckily my son was around to make my dreams come true.

Sweet little guy. Somehow I managed to avoid the last cold he and Josh had.

What is happening around here? I voted. I’ve been drinking a lot of plain hot water. I’ve given up sugar for the month of November, as I was in a sugar free-fall the last couple of weeks and gained 5 pounds POOF!

This pumpkin in my parents’ patch either looks like a butt or a heart, depending on your mood.

Fall means time to break out my floral Docs!

Why decorate the front yard for Halloween? These webs were plenty spooky.

C’est moi, serving up Pumpkin Patch Glam. I was inspired by Moira on “Schitt’s Creek”. If you haven’t seen it yet, DO IT. So funny!

I mean, my arms don’t even look that fat here. Success!

Fall is so pretty. It’s my third favorite season. Spring, summer, fall, and then winter of course dead last.

This beautiful crop of trees is at the park we walk at every day.

Here’s Goo-age playing in a pile of leaves in Spokane. Josh and he embarked on a journey sans mama a couple of weeks ago. I felt cold symptoms coming on, but mostly I needed some ME time, soooo badly. So I got it.

It was a good thing Josh made it over to Spokane when he did, because he was able to see his grandmother one last time before she passed away. We’ll be attending her memorial service this weekend.

Here I am at work, what a geek! I should be wearing my contacts more before I have to wear bi-focals and therefore wear glasses all the time…but I’m lazy. Maybe some day I’ll get the Lasix. Like after my IVF children are paid off.

You bet I did! I’m a lot more politically aware than I was in the past. I listen to NPR every day. I read a News app on my phone. Unfortunately this also means I’m pissed off a lot more now, but such is being a Grown Up.

Meanwhile, in my neighbor’s yard…

And to think, it was so much more beautiful in real life.

Joshy is now my in-home hair stylist and he made me blonder over the course of a few evenings. I like it.

Our last-minute decorated pumpkins. Mine’s supposed to be a peace sign, and the baby’s is supposed to be a tiny ghost.

This was our Halloween look–if you’re experiencing deja vu, it’s because we did old people in 2014 too! This was my husband’s idea. Just between you and me, blog…I think he has an Old Lady fetish.

But come ON how cute was Mr. Baby with his tiny walker??

Josh made it out of PVC pipe. He even added a glitter finish!

Josh even threw some decorations on the house, the night before Halloween. I love the fact that a REAL spider is hanging out on the fake web.

Did you rub a Cub today? I did.

I bought Maggie some CBD oil at a local dispensary today. I hope it helps her arthritis. I had never been to a dispensary before, in spite of wanting to go to one for years. It was about what I expected. I stood there thinking of all those wasted hours as a youngin’, waiting for the drug dealer to show up. Teenage Liz would have been REALLY stoked about the idea of just strolling into a shop and purchasing pineapple-flavored weed, good Lord. How ironic that I don’t smoke any more! Heigh ho! Ta ta blog.