But there will always be pie

Is it just me or did October zoom by???  Just like that, it's gone.  The fair, gone.  Pumpkins, carved and hopefully thrown in a compost somewhere.  Costumes thrown in toy boxes for rainy dress-up days.  Leftover candy?  Now there's my problem.

This week has totally kicked my ass and it's only Thursday.  I woke up around 2:00 yesterday morning feeling sick to my stomach and I couldn't keep anything down, not even water, until late yesterday afternoon.  I called in sick for my F-15 class that I'm taking this week, which is VERY good, by the way, crawled back into bed and didn't get up until after 3:30.  I had a temperature of 102, body aches, chills, hallucinations that it was the chipmunks in my backyard that had brought me to this lowly place, I cannot remember ever feeling so bad.  In my life.  

I scared poor Tabbie Hoffman half to death.  The first time.  By the fourth time, he was like, "Do you MIND??  My GOD, woman, I'm trying to sleep." 

I don't know what it was.  Stomach flu, food poisoning (I did have chicken salad from the pizza place on base for lunch Tuesday), just a friendly visit from da debil, I don't know.  I just know that it was SO BAD and I'm still not quite right yet.  I didn't even feel like doing trick-or-treat last night so now I have this huge bowl of candy.  The guys at work will appreciate it next week.

So November's here.  Lots of good stuff going on this month!  The election will be over, thank God, the final (thank God) installment of Twilight will be in theaters, there'll be pie, cooler temperatures, my beloved yoga pants, crunchier leaves and thinking about Christmas.  And there will be pie.