It is pouring rain outside, the wind is blowing and the temperature is a little bit on the cool side. It's lovely! The kind of day to stay inside and cook an all-day stew. I really hope the world doesn't do that though...or at least the population of Cambridge. I have to go open the shop at 10:30, and I would really like to have a bit of business. I'm whiling the days away for Halloween to come and go. I'm ready to turn the store into Christmas, but I refuse to do so before Oct. 31st. Oh there are some things out already which have been selling briskly, but they're just set around, I have wreaths and trees in back just waiting to do their job.

I have the news on while I watch this. They are talking about all the designers who are making affordable clothing for the everyday woman. Really!? I think a little, gold, bubble skirt for $89 dollars is very expensive. How many of those can they really sell? Maybe the question is how many should they sell. It takes a very specialized body to wear one and only a tiny portion of an age group. Unfortunately, there are some who don't have that internal monitor warning them against a look. For instance, when I was 14 or 15 my great aunt Nell came to visit. My parents decided we'd take her on the boat for a cruise. Aunt Nell was, I believe, 76 at the time, so it doesn't really matter if she was in relatively good shape, at that point things wrinkle and go south, don't they?

When Aunt Nell shed her beach cover-up there was an audible gasp and my brothers ran for cover below deck.

You see Aunt Nell was in a crocheted string bikini...

On that note, I'll end here.

Lord, please protect their thoughts from what may be pictured there at this moment....