I came home tipsy from the bar and the cathole tried to convince me that his reliable automatic feeder somehow failed. So now we are standing in the kitchen as I eat a fruit-by-the-foot and he glares at me

Spent the afternoon living our best fall lives with my favorite tiny humans, and resurrecting my former horse-girl era one pony ride at a time. There were adorable outfits, wildly unhinged pumpkin-picking strategies, and enough wholesome autumn activities to make a Hallmark movie

Spooky Pepper Night! 9 years of carving faces into bell peppers. Honestly, at this point, it’s basically a national holiday. This year, we added some festive seasonal wines to the festivities. Were they delicious? Absolutely not. Were they entertaining? Unfortunately, yes.

Happy Low Tire Pressure Alert Day to those that celebrate.

Another year of celebrating my mom’s birthday without her. But we still have to celebrate. So, today calls for some sweet wine, a little Jimmy Buffett, and a good discussion about all the new spots around town…a few of her favorite things. Besides me, obviously.

Getting the girls squished. Glamour is pain.

Some people take their kids to the pumpkin patch. I take my tiny bestie to a dark alley, throw a sheet over her head, and call it art. Serving spooky season, questionable decisions, and ghostly glamour

Just a normal, well-adjusted adult changing her porch goose into his October outfit. The October fit has dropped. Goose Willis remains committed to serving seasonal looks.

The air is cool and my Minnesotan is coming out in full force! I found this package of Lefse at Trader Joe’s last night. They aren’t good as homemade but they’ll do in a pinch. Top with butter and a sprinkle of sugar.

Night school era: activated. Baby’s first St Louis Community College class! Did I spend an unhealthy amount picking the right tote bag for class? Yes, yes I did.

I moved the porch goose because of the crazy wind and then forgot when I opened my blinds this morning. Ope, jump scare!

It’s just me and my emotional support ear itching bobby pin against the world.

Went to Diane’s Place for “a pastry” and apparently blacked out at the bakery case. Scallion bun. Peach & raspberry danish. Ham & cheese croissant. CRAB RANGOON DANISH. Minneapolis, you beautiful carb-enabling menace. No notes. 10/10 would lose all self-control again.

Came to Minneapolis, paid my respects at Matt’s Bar, and ate a molten-cheese Jucy Lucy. If you burn your mouth you’re an amateur.

#2 Hmong Corn Dog

Stop #1 at the MN State Fair - giant egg roll on the stick and Vietnamese coffee

Shenanigans ahoy!

Goose Willis showed up in heart-shaped sunglasses, fabulous hat, and exactly zero interest in anyone’s unsolicited opinions. Also, The Cathole modeled everything but the pasties because cat fur is a bitch with self-adhesive. #porchgoose #yipeehonkyay

Little sunshine, big red bow!

Round cat in a square of sunshine

Sunday Funday: saw Trader Joe’s Passion Fruit Guava Bars and immediately decided they belonged in a margarita. Blended passion fruit, tequila, triple sec, lime, guava… then topped it with the actual fruit bar because moderation has never been my brand. Porch vibes elevated!