October 30, 2009

fall in

So my neighbor Laura was determined to show me how to celebrate Autumn (as if I had come from a place where it didn't exist); "you've never celebrated autumn?" she said to me earlier today in her haughtiest Massachusetts accent when I asked what you put in cider. Silly me, I was thinkin' alcohol. So tonight we got some pizza and beer, carved pumpkins (she insists mine looks like a pig - though that's after her thinking it was Michael Jackson for most of the night), roasted pumpkin seeds, drank cider, and made caramel apples. That damn apple took me almost 3 hours to eat. But I now feel sufficiently autumned.

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