Don't forget to:

1) Set your clocks ahead one hour tonight.

2) Arrive at at church two hours early tomorrow.

3) Set your clocks back two hours.

Whoa, Scandal takes place in a world without Reagan. Weird.

There's a world without Reagan? ...I'm allergic.

Apparently in Shondaland there is. It may have hidden drawbacks, I am researching further.

I am suddenly intrigued by Shondaland.

I just realized I forgot to look at the wind map yesterday.

This post brought to you by sleep-deprived free-association.

I had a middle school science teacher who hated kid's and teaching. This was verified by Mom who was a teacher at the same school. Mom said none of the other teachers could figure out why she stuck with it, she was single and no kids and some kind of degree where she could do something else. Instead she taught and made her students miserable. In high school I had a math teacher who clearly favored the boys and if you got your work done you could do logic puzzles. And he'd help with that more often than helping students wHo hadn't finished. Or he'd break out a chess set for a couple of guys to play.

Over 200 kids at my house on Thursday, and easily that many at the restaurant on Friday. My sister dressed up as Cinderella to hand out the goodies. It was great.

I caved and turned on the heat late this afternoon. When it hit 57 degrees in the house I caved and cried uncle. Thermostat is set to 63 and I'm using space heaters to supplement.

I have had a DAY. Was off to the airport before 6am, flew to SF, drove to my dad's, and then we were off to the celebration of life. We got there early to help set up. So many people showed up that it started late and all the speeches ran long. It was very emotional even while trying to keep it light hearted.

We left there before people were done mingling so we could go to the family's house to meet the caterer and get the house ready for the folks to got invited - mostly family. I hadn't been in that house in about 35 years. Was very surreal.

Came back to my dad's and headed off to Berkeley to surprise my high school be stir for her birthday. It is about 9:30 at this point. She was thrilled to see me, which was fun. But then she got fall down drunk, so in a total throw back to our post high school days, I drove her back to her parent's and helped her to crawl up the stairs. After she threw up onthe side of the car.

I'm so tired and done. Seeing so many people today was great but each interaction was loaded in one way or another.

We got no Trick or treaters.

We've been watching a Halloween movie every night this week. Hocus Pocus, Worst Witch, The Craft (I love following Fairuza in WW with Craft Fairuza), The Witches. Next year we'll start earlier and include Legend, for the Tim Curryness, and Lost Boys, maybe some Hammer Films Dracula. I'd love to find the Veronica Lake I Married a Witch to add to the rotation. And I need to get a copy of Bell, Book, and Candle. But it was time for Practical Magic last night, and H complained, because we'd watched it on a whim (after a day trip to Coupville, where Sallys' shop is) not long ago. So we watched Chocolat instead. And now it joins the Halloween movie roster. Perfect!

On grilled cheese, and -t's biscuits. Try splitting leftover biscuits, spread each half with a little butter, add a biscuit-sized slab of very extra sharp cheddar and run them under the broiler for a few minutes, just till the edges are brown and the cheese is melty and bubbly. Nom. One of my favorite things I have only rarely, because wheat.

That's a lot, Suzi. You're a better woman than I. Time for sleeps, now?