I have so much on my mind, but very little I feel like committing to the eternity of planet Blogsphere.  Fall is well upon us, heaving it’s cold wet breath on our backs.  Our firewood is soaking and not yet stacked in our garage, perhaps a metaphor for many things… perhaps just a pile of cold, barely combustable wood.

Scott and I are heading out tonight to eat, drink and be merry at a local single malt tasting.  I don’t taste, I sniff, and Scott gets all the spoils.  Our table will be filled with friends, and there is no malaise that cannot be cured by a nice warm plate of haggis, neeps and tatties.  Every time I watch my tartaned husband give the address to the haggis, I fall in love with him just a little bit more.

I plan on wearing this green dress, which last accompanied me to Montreal.

I hope your dinner will be as enjoyed as mine.

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