October is almost over with and fall is in the air. Well, actually I would like to call it WINTER. It is freezing here. For God's sake, B turned on the furnace! Only by one degree, but whatever. Seriously, the man turned the furnace on by one degree. One morning as he was leaving for work and puzzling about why half my clothes were off and he was freezing (I get hot when I sleep), he announced "I EVEN turned on the furnace." I was shocked. I was even more shocked when I came home and it didn't seem to be any warmer in the house. So I looked at the thermostat: 62 degrees. Um, not exactly a heatwave. So I query:
Me: I thought you turned the furnace on.
B: I did!
Me: But it is cold in here.
B: It is on!
Me: But it says it is only 62 degrees in here.
B: Yes, but it WAS 61.
Me: Um, what?
B: It was 61 in here but it was chilly so I turned it up to 62.
Me: Let me get this straight. You turned on the furnace to heat this place up by one degree.
B: Well, it took the chill off.
Me: You are a rebel.
So now it is slightly warmer, but still dang cold for October around here. Maybe by November we can turn it up to 65. So wild!
In completely different news, Jersey went for her monthly bath. She came home with a very cute bandanna. The bandanna never lasts long because B takes it off. Not Jersey. B. Something about it being too girly. Um, bandannas are SO not girly. And this one was seasonal:
How dang cool does she look? COOL not cute. She can't be girly. I would reckon to say she looks like a stud:
You know, if she was a boy and all. Also, that bandanna makes her look fat. Look at that neck roll. It is the Sharpei in her, I swear.
What else did October bring other than
werewolves and
getting locked out of houses? Evil Dead the Musical. Twice. Once just isn't enough. That is not their slogan, but mine. Did you even knew such a thing exists?
It does. Did you know that you must go see it if given the opportunity? You must. It will change your life. You will break out into spontaneous songs singing things like "Do the Necrnomican" and singing "Candarian Demon" while making demon hands and looking at your dog who thinks you have gone nuts. You will sit in the splatter zone and come home with "blood" in your hair and all over your clothes.
So I just had to get up to let Jersey out and did the demon hands and she jumped and bit my arm. I may be bleeding for real.
I love Halloween.