While waiting for the girls to arrive for our annual Halloween out: reading Luella Bartley's Guide to English Style on the sofa, blasting Dead Man's Bones' 'Flowers Grow Out of My Grave' on the radio, stealing Sam's pink peppermint cupcake, digging for Reese peanut butter cup bits out of a tub of chocolate ice cream.
Last night I was Dorothy Gale, glittering ruby shoes and all, tonight, a cowboy sans lasso.
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