I mean, what an August. From Blake Lively's birthday, to the darkening of the days; by 7:30PM, forget it, to "American Horror Story," which, I promise, girls, to write about tomorrow, before the next episode. There is so much to talk about--atmosphere, surprise show stealers, and the most eerie child performance since Daveigh Chase in "The Ring." I promise you, I will get to it, tomorrow.
August saw David and I visiting old friends in Morris Plains, New Jersey; the visit was heavenly, but the trip was a nightmare. We even got to watch a little of "House On Haunted Hill," on "Svengoolie," that night. A little is better than none!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
David got me a CD of inspirational comments by Sister Camille, which I cannot wait to listen to. They will bring comfort.
I am all done doctor visits, pray God, till November!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
And I have been seeing a lot of my canine friend, Dexter!!!!!!!!!!
Baby Gojira sends his greetings!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a nice August, and while, as stated, the Summer flew by, this year I am not particularly sad about its end.
Like the song says, girls, "See you in September!"
We missed you!!!
ReplyDeleteI am also Not Sad about the end of summer; that brutal heat was hard on my delicate skin.
Please join me in belting out “September Morn”!!!!
ReplyDeleteVictoria,
Yes, "September Morn" is perfect.
And this is the month I sing
"Frank Mills."
September twelfth in front of the Waverleeee!!!!
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