Huh. I just realized I have to clean my whole house in the next two days, including two bathrooms, and that will, well, sort of suck. I’m editing copy for GrossePointeToday.com at the moment, I have a gym session that cannot be skipped in the Week of 10 Million Calories, and after that, I’m scheduled for a root touch-up. That can’t be skipped either. My daughter: “Make sure you get your roots done. I don’t want anyone to think you’re my grandmother.” Oh, excuse me, Miss Teenage Poopypants.
So what does that leave you folks? Photographic evidence of how balmy our fall has been:
That’s the neighbor’s forsythia, apparently fooled into believing November is actually March. How’s the weather where you are? That’s what grandparents talk about, right?
Back later this afternoon, no doubt. But not now.