I come to you live from an every more autumny New England as I watch preseason hockey and eat my fourth bag of pretzel chips in what feels like the same number of days.
I could explain what has been happening lately but why would I do that when I have 300 pictures of dogs that tell the story perfectly?
Firstly...
Goodbye Hot Honey Camembert Night with the gals where I made us listen to the Wicked soundtrack and cuddle my dog all night.
Sam and Cat got married.
Zero Relation to that Nickelodeon show.
It got a little messy (No seriously, I peed on the side of well lit road with a stranger in front of a bus full of people including my Mum and multiple brothers)
We were still one shy of a full set.
Finny and I spent plenty of time in the woods of Vermont.
And on Lake Champlain.
I've read approximately 42 books from the comfort of my Mum's front porch.
Did I mention Finny and I have been treeeeeeeekkkkking?
Got into the New England fall spirit.
Saw some pumpkins.
Pet a cow.
Swung by my Americana hometown (Sunapee, NH for those following along at home)
She was still sleepy and pretty and perfectly the same.
Spent a lot of time cuddling.
And then just for a change of pace?
We spent a lil more time in the woods.
Now if you will please excuse me, I've gotta go.
Too many books to read,
Too many dogs to hug.
Too many trails to hike.
