Halloween, oh Halloween.
Went to friend Ryan and Heather's Halloween party.
Ryan answers door.
Sees me on crutches.
Asks if I'm trying to dress up like I was in High School, when I am clearly in a Disco outfit.
(I had two knee surgeries in HS, so people just remember me on crutches. SIGH)
Because Ryan looked just like I remember him.
He was dressed up for the 90's.
Bowl haircut and sporting a little tail.
Friend Nick looks at me and says "Really? Again?"
Yes Nick. Again. It's like 7 years never happened.
Saturday it was raining hard.
I told Auntie Mitsie we'd come and pick all the fruit off the trees.
That was before I couldn't walk/drive/dress myself/be an independent woman.
Went to Gram's, still gun ho about getting that fruit down.
It's a good thing the old Radio Flyer still works.
Done and DONE!