Meandering through Marshall’s, I made the most AMAZING discovery:
I’m no longer going to age or get old!
Really! Look!


I wish I had known this is all it took earlier!
Meandering through Marshall’s, I made the most AMAZING discovery:
Really! Look!


I wish I had known this is all it took earlier!





Of course, we all realize what/WHO The GREATEST CON JOB actually is.













I’m marveling this Monday morn, remembering two recent preposterously delicious meals Robert and I shared.

First, Robert absolutely outdid himself the other night at supper with his Fisherman’s Pie.

Starring cod, shrimp, smoked salmon snd crab leg meat.


With a supporting cast of leeks, spinach and heavy cream. Topped off with succulent mashed potatoes.

Somewhat similar to a seafood chowder, with a thicker consistency.

Oh my GOODNESS.
The recipe HR used, in case you’re interested:
Trying not to be outdone, I put together (in my mother‘s old cast iron skillet, which actually belonged to her mother) another supper of Bone-In Pork Chops with Honey-crisp Apples and Spiced Cider.



It tasted like autumn!



And a link to my recipe:
P.S. I love using the word “supper” instead of “dinner.” It’s nostalgic. It’s home.







As HR and I approach our anniversary next month, here are a few photos from our 2016 wedding.





My weekly gratitude journal, of sorts.
1. Realizing last Saturday night that I can, as Cher so desperately wished, turn back time.


2. Embracing (well not literally) the Joy of Candles! Especially autumnal pumpkin spice-smelling candles.

(My heart was a bit broken recently when I discovered that pumpkin spice really has nothing to do with actual pumpkins. It’s called “pumpkin spice,” of course, because those spices are frequently found in pumpkin pie. Wouldn’t you think someone my age would know that?)
3. The ability to smell. (Well, most of the time.)
4. Our little potted Japanese Maple (aka JM), stubbornly refusing to admit that it is now FALL.

Here’s our little fellow about this time last year …

I haven’t shown the photo to JM. I don’t want to rush him and be one of those parents who cause their kids to develop “hurried child syndrome.”
5. And finally, this is a follow-up to my post the other day about finding those little Jesus figurines (!) on the gas pump at Kroger. Remember?

Well, yesterday HR and I went to Publix for our weekly It’s-Wednesday’s-buy-one-get-one-free shopping spree.

We were minding our own business, when lo and behold, I looked down at the BOGO queso and saw …

Wait. Look closer.

See Him?!

Yet another Little Jesus! Seriously!
I made Robert snap a photo for documentation (quickly, because people were beginning to stare.)

Somebody must SERIOUSLY be on a mission here in Savannah.
And may you complete a Serious Mission to find some Autumn Happiness this weekend.