You know my big-boppin' days are over

I wanted to take lots of pictures of the long weekend. This is all I have to show for it.

I hadn't planned on taking a half day the Friday of the holiday weekend, but sometimes dumb luck works in my favor. I celebrated with an ice cream cone as Carman and I made our first (and last) trip of the season to Twisters. The next couple of days featured some of my favorite things- wine, walks, naps, books, laughs, cheese, improv, songs, dogs, high fives- though you'll have to just picture them yourselves.

Hard ice cream is great and all, but soft ice cream with sprinkles always wins. No question.

And for my fellow fans of fall, I leave us with this: