The month is slipping away. I'd go chasing after it, but I have this sneaking suspicion that all I'd find is snow, yuck!
AND!
An official invite for Friends-- or those who are interested:
I will be having my official Unbirthday gathering (whether it's just me, Weasel & my mom or a few more) in Hastings at
Schaar's Bluff, come Sunday, September 27th. It will be a basic picnic/steak or burger-type series of food stuffs, with a potluck option-- depending on number of folks. I am honestly not expecting many, as I am fairly far away & this is not much notice.
I plan on being out there for most of the day, at least after 11am, and lounging by fire. I will be starting things on fire. Because that's very necessary. I don't know where I'll be hanging out, as of yet... probably
in or by the East picnic shelter (even though I haven't reserved it-- turns out I needed one more day in advance to do so--DUR). As far as I know, unless the spot is reserved, folks are still welcome to descend upon it.
I will have a Plan B in place.
Jackanapes need not arrive.
I really want to have a Hot Chocolate Party in the winter, I've decided. All manner of nom-nom treats & of course a spotlight on real hot chocolate (the kind you almost have to eat, it's so rich). Hmmm. More on that later. Any thoughts?
OK, off to try to wake up & de-ouch. I am definately a stereotypical American-- I can't even walk 5 miles without feeling it the next day. Sheesh. Must. Move. More!
Anyway... Really & truly trying to wake up, now...
Cheers & All