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If I had to wager a guess, I’d say that 60% of my time is spent gently pushing cat butt out of my face…

Seriously, Tabs is so proud of the junk in his trunk! He’s always showing that thing off.

It was crisp and cool here this morning, but still warm enough to get away with bare feet, so I wore one of my favorite pairs of shoes, the Braided Chain Michael Kors Platforms I got myself for my birthday a couple years back.

They’re pretty comfy…as far as heels go.

The purse is the Zella Gathered Tote, otherwise known as “My Everything But the Kitchen Sink” bag. I think it might actually be big enough to carry Tabs!

Naw, no way. Nothing’s that big. 🙂

What about you? What purse and shoes are you wearing today?

Of course I had to try it. 🙂

Ever since my friend Heidi (hey, Heids!) mentioned Trader Joe’s Pumpkin Body Butter to me a few weeks ago at lunch, I’d been wanting to get my paws on a jar. I actually went shopping once and they were all gone. Stuff’s in pretty high demand, apparently (the pumpkin hoarders must have cleaned them out).

But on my last TJ’s trip yesterday, I scored and brought one home.

It’s cruelty-free, vegan and smells just like pumpkin pie (the smell makes my tummy rumble). I slathered it all over myself after my shower.

Texture-wise, it’s dense, thick and moisturizing, so it does take a spell to work it in, but when you’re done, it doesn’t feel heavy or sticky at all.

Love that.

As you can probably imagine, it’s limited edition, and I wouldn’t be surprised if it all but disappeared in stores before Thanksgiving.

I’m thinking about getting a second jar. It’s only $4.99.

His face! Those paws!

We call this “the sexy time pose.” Tabs usually whips it out when he’s hungry for food and/or lurvies.

I see it and go “awwwwwww!”

Works every time…

I lurves me some bokeh!

These are from yesterday. I bet you’ll never guess what they are. 🙂

They’re purposefully out-of-focus pics of the the Benefit Countdown to Love Advent Calendar.

Weird, right!?

Last Saturday I got a sudden, unrelenting craving for Three Twins ice cream, so El Hub and I headed down the 101 to their ice cream shoppe at the Larkspur Landing mall.

Right out in front of the shop, there’s this thing called an honor farm pumpkin patch. You just pick a pumpkin you want from the patch, and then voluntarily pay (well, that’s the idea) the suggested amount in the little lockbox.

Of course, being the pumpkin fiend that I am, I wanted one of the gigantasaur, 300-pound pumpkins because — just imagine all of the pies you could bake with that! — but there was no way we were fitting one of those bad boys in the backseat of a Mazda.

Oh, well.

The pumpkin madness continues…

Have you had any strange pumpkin sightings lately?