oy!

g'job, dogs.

and homeys, it's ok. 

i like auburn. i'm not an auburnite.  

the dogs are my home team and i'm not going to vote auburn against uga when they're playing each other.  but when auburn is playing against any other team,

i will root for them because i like them and have for several years.

and even if you think they're 

not worth a hoot, 

their colors are sweet.

ya gotta give'm that at least.

daddy cut wood and planted our fall garden. our first one! (that i remember).  he smells deliciously earthy when he works in the garden and woods.  i don't know how smells can have such effects on us, but that one reminds me of summer and eating tomato sandwiches. i'm proud of my sister because she ran 20 miles today!!!  way to go, anne. the other night mama said she almost made roadkill coming home. 'deer?  no. no deer.  just an owl sitting there in the middle of the road looking back at me, and a big old rat. probably the biggest rat i've ever seen.'   points for creative roadkill possibilities.  i think all i've ever gotten has been armadillos, opossums and a dog. but the dog was sad. he had on a red scarf.  ahg! poor dog.   the karo syrup was bought today, folks. it's official.  let the thanksgiving baking of pecan pies begin. let it be known: meg and tom, a great actor/actress combo and one of my favorites. i went to a wedding yesterday.  every time i go to another one i get more ideas and forget other ones and then decide weddings are simply TOO much trouble all round.  we'd be much better off eloping. ephf... it is much too late to be writing. good night, moon and crooners and today.  if you need chapstick, try coconut oil.  i'll leave you with a poem from my brother who just composed it for me:

'how ruby your lips tonight,

 how wet your hair, dear

and your pajamas, how striped.'

{thanks, chris}

good night.