Starbucks season

How do I know fall is here?  Not by looking at the calendar.  Not by the weather outside (although the temperature has dropped to a delicious mid 60’s this morning).  But by the Starbucks Pumpkin Spice Latte I had for breakfast.

These things are sinfully yummy.  I’ve had 4 in the last 10 days.  At nearly $5 a pop (more than $5 if I don’t go to the Starbucks in Target, where tipping isn’t allowed), something is going to have to give.  It’s either going to be my wallet or my waistband.

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Tiger went in to the vet yesterday a perfectly healthy male kitten, and came home a perfectly healthy not-quite-a-male kitten.  This is a Very Good Thing.  He is loving the freedom of the patio – with the weather cool enough not to run the air conditioning I can leave the door from living room to screened in patio open all day.  He’s spent most of the morning racing around the edges, leaping from loveseat to table to hot tub to turtle tank.  He is quite sure that there must be a way to get out to those squirrels, if only he could figure it out.  Happily he has figured out climbing the screens will not do him any good, and in fact really pisses mama off.

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What do you do when you start reading a book that is so bad, you not only can’t finish it, but it leaves such a nasty film in your brain that you don’t even want to read anything else?  I think a visit to the Keeper shelf may be what’s needed.