I play darts on Monday nights. We have an all-girls team that derives its fun mainly from kicking male butt (we all know how guys feel when they lose to girls), drinking more than we should, and putting all our money in the juke box so that we don't have to listen to someone else's crap all night. Our team name is Girls Behaving Badly...and we live up to it.

Last night one of my teammates mothers stopped in to see us, and asked her daughter if I was always "so bubby." Bubbly? Me? Please God, I hope not. I am the anti-bubble. I hate people that bubble. What next? Will people start buying me pink clothes and Brittany Spears CDs? I thought I was a little more...umm...I don't know, but I guess I'm overcompensating a little. I've been called "sweet" before also. Are these people blind?

Anyway, fall weather is finally here. The trees haven't started turning, but the chill is creeping in the air. This is great sleeping weather. I need to find my big comfy quilt and my other cool weather blankets. This is my favorite time of the year. It's high school football games, hot apple cider, bright pumpkins, crunching through the woods in flannel, carmel apples, trick or treaters, Halloween decorations, big bright moons, clear skies...October is almost here.