I was on a roll there but then the old Karen came back to her infrequent stop-ins round these parts. I know. None of us like change so I'm sure you're as pleased as I am that I'm back to my old ways.
Also, my new stint as Guider-spread-thinly has taken up a lot of my time recently what with two Brownie meetings now under my belt and my new roll as a Spark Guider.
Yes, you read that right. I'm now leading a Sparks Unit as well.
What's that? Crazy? Yes, I am. I fully acknowledge that and also my inability to say 'no'. At some point I'll learn that word but for now I will continue in my roll as over-tired and stressed over-achiever.
My issue is that I love to be loved. I accept it. I own it. Let's move on to pumpkins.
(But not before you go and read this blog post that I wrote for the GirlGuidesCAN blog, the first in a series I'm doing for them about being a first time Guider. Go on. I'll wait.)
Today my lovely friend Isobel and I
Luckily, I threw in my point-and-shoot at the last minute and the photos, while not as good as what Isobel would have taken, were not bad. Not bad at all.
|Taking a look inside the pumpkin hotel|
|Yeah, I'm cute all right.|
|Pensive pumpkin perusal.|
|It's hug a pumpkin day.|
|Hmm, I think this one deserves a Churchillian consideration.|
|Gah! Camera! I will wrestle that from your puny hands.|
|Gourds. Me like.|
|Witty caption here.|
It was a lovely, lovely morning. The weather was perfect. I drank in every moment of sunshine because I fear that we are running out of days where the temperature gets over 20 degrees. I have to imprint this in my mind to get through the coming Ottawa winter.
But let's not talk about that right now. Let's just think of sunshine and roses.