Today was a bit of a gloomy, foggy, overcast day. But this past weekend was lovely! Pumpkin picking at Garson's was brilliant. We went with the Husband's parents and had a fantastic time showing them around, choosing a pumpkin to carve, picking out mutant squash to decorate the house with, and updating the Christmas ornament collection. Pictures will most definitely follow.
|via, Caffeine Mascara and an iPhone|
It actually reminds me of when we first started dating. S had this cozy and giant red, fleecy jumper with a short collar and a half zip. Once, staying at his place for the day, I borrowed it when I got cold and ended up taking it home. I wore it constantly for the next fortnight, and sometimes I'd turn the collar around slightly and I could still smell his cologne from where the fleece rubbed against the nape of his neck. I did the same thing when I stole his university hoodie and took it with me all over Italy and Denmark for my Spring Break holiday. That hoodie saved my life in Rome: it was freezing at night for most of the week I was there, and even after getting extra blankets from the campground staff, that hoodie did me a world of good.
|Rocking the Husband's hoodie in a confessional booth in the Vatican.|