I bought the first new coat I've bought since November or December of 2001.
And in Leeds we stopped by the carnival setting up on the vacant lot in front of the cement plant. When I was a kid, at least once a year a carnival came to town and that lot is always where it could be found, all through the 1970s. The ghosts of all the carnivals of my childhood reside on that vacant lot. Apparently, it's been a few years, though, since there's been a carnival through Leeds (or so I'm told). Anyway, there's one this year. We stopped briefly, and I was, well, I think haunted is the right word. But it was a good sort of haunted. I think we're gonna go back one night this weekend.
We bought a pumpkin to carve this weekend at my mom's.
Last night, we watched Bram Stoker's Dracula (1992), which, after all these years, remains brilliant despite the absurd Keanu Reaves.
Oh, and there's a photo of Lydia, too.
11:03 a.m. (yesterday)