I am in possession of the immunity idol today. No one can mess with me. Bread dough is performing it's ancient magical act in the kitchen.

When you are baking bread, things must be going well. Remember my motto: 'It's a good day if you have baked bread.'

The weather guy says we might get rain tomorrow. I sincerely hope he is right. Rain would also be good.

The green waste guy came and took away our stuffed to the gills container this morning, so now I can put the rest of the yard trimmings in there and get down to the final details of putting the yard to bed for winter. This also is good.

So in a nutshell, in the words of a certain Rabbi I know,

"It's all good."

Sunny thinks so too. Here she is in her most favoritest spot in the whole world. She only gets up there when Hub Man is home and invites her up. It's like she KNOWS that's the right place to be at the end of the day.

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