At this rate I will be obese by spring.

It's fall...

But it feels like winter time to me.

Time for hot foods.

Like Chicken and Rice...

And Slow-Cookers.

And Soup.

And really big blankets.

And slippers.

And movies at home in my PJs.

And staying in my bed all day.

And coats and scarves and tall socks.

Socks. Tall socks and hiking socks and fleece socks.

And hot chocolate and hot tea and hot coffee and hot irish coffee... we tried that: unsuccessful.

I am quickly realizing that my real passion in life is food.