Nothing exciting to share after an exhilarating weekend of football in Bloomington and on ESPN. NOT TO MENTION the Lions' win last night on MNF against the Bears. I wish I was living in the Mitten with all these amazing Michigan teams doing so well----

Dave, the mammal, and the furbabies and I will be heading home this weekend for Jennie's final bridal shower. I have only one destination in mind: The Franklin Cider Mill. Nothing goes with fall better than apples, cider, and fresh fried doughnuts.


The word on the street is that it was snowing in Colorado this weekend. I want to cry when I hear such news. I miss the mountains terribly. Nothing says depression like icy roadways in Indiana during the winter. Yuck.

On a brighter note, I had a delightful lunch with my friend Randi and her two boys this afternoon. Her sons are stinking cute. I wanted to eat them both.

And finally, I bought some new sweatpants at Target today. Not too tight, not too long, and the perfect amount of softies on the inside. Delicious.