Crying in My Scary Green Pants

If you were to tune in to the live Sandwich Cam today, you'd be treated to this enticing ensemble.  Love my scary green pants!  I used to babysit for a little boy who LOVED that story  (what IS the real name of it?  We always just called it The Scary Green Pants).  It's in the Sneetches book by Dr. Suess.  Anyway, he, William, was two and had scary green pants.  And being two, I had to wash his scary green pants every day so that he could wear them over and over and over.  Every day.  He was so cute.  We also had to read the story 98 times a day.

Anywho.

Daisy and Pepper are spending a week with Grandma and Grandpa.  Lest you think they are on an utter vacation, they will be washing and wiping a lot of dishes.  And Grandma informed them that they (the three of them) would be fall housecleaning the upstairs!  Good times!  They also get to go to the Y and swim.  Poor them.

Rose Bud drove away in the truck with Sunshine this morning for the first time.  I stood and watched and cried.

Banana Boy hopped on the bus.

And I am alone in my house, wearing my scary green pants.  Let the cleaning and organizing begin!!!!