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The last two nights, we’ve had some crazy fog roll in, which creepily was kind of fun. I love a good dense wall of fog. It’s rather peaceful even if it does sort of feel like the beginning of a horror movie.
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The girls and I paid a visit to Spirit Halloween for the last time this season. It was super busy, but we picked up some vintage looking masks for their bedroom walls. This one for Roo, and this one for Merle.
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Well, the cold finally hit me after being indecisive for what feels like a couple of weeks. I haven’t been sick in years which is a world record coming from someone who catches anything and everything.
So it is a super fun sick house at the moment.
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This week was one of those weeks. My youngest has a pretty good head cold (not covid) and has been dragging her ass. I play the game, “am I getting a sore throat or is the air just really dry?” game all day.
It’s fun.
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It’s a cold one today and I love it. My favourite weather of the year even though it feels like it only last 2 weeks before the snow comes.
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I wish there was another vintage clothing show this weekend because I really want to go back. I wish that it was a weekly thing like a weekend vintage market instead of only twice a year.
