Welcome Fall!

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     As I've mentioned before, I love fall.

     The leaves.  The smell.

     The crisp morning air.

    The gray, seemingly endless rainy days.

     The hopeful, seemingly endless sunny and unseasonally warm days, that start the season off... or pop up out of nowhere to our vocal disdain, yet warrant our secret private gratitude.

     The nostalgia.  Some childhood memories.  Some from not so long ago.  And then creating some new memories.

     The food.  The soups, breads, stews, roasts, pies.


     The movies.  Settling in to watch The Godfather, for the zillionth time, with untold bottles of a good red, and great spaghetti; either by yourself, or a few loved ones is a classic.  If you're by yourself, I strongly recommend keeping the number of bottles of a good red to one.  But hey, again... that's your call; I don't judge.

     The books.  Again: The Godfather; is a book that just seems to be meant for fall.  Once October hits; there's the class monster books: Frankenstein; The Legend of Sleepy Hollow: Dracula; The Curious Case of Dr. Jekyll and Mr Hyde.  Or of course, something from the master, Stephen King.  Sadly, I cannot read many of Sir King's books, due to the fact that I am a chicken shtilly.  I have no problem scaring the daisies out of myself, just sitting by myself, downstairs alone in my house, with me and my imagination.  A sound is quickly made into a ne'er do well, intent on doing me graphic harm.  So, I steer clear of the King.  Yet I've read enough to know, he is the king, and I tip my proverbial hat to him.  He has the talent of winkling into our innermost thoughts to bring to light, (or dark) our innermost fears.

     Another, master: Ray Bradbury.  It wouldn't be fall for me without reading The Halloween Tree.  Gonna try to add Something Wicked This Way Comes, this fall, but we'll see.

     Fall is the time it seems that everyone just settles into the comfiness of the season.   Like a favorite chair.  Everything has started, school, fall sports, along with different programs. It might be a book club, the chess club, poker nights, or a cooking class; chances are you have started, know the players, and are starting to delve in.

     It's the season where the holidays are about pretending, remembering loved ones, and giving thanks.😊💙🙏

     Gotta run, there's zucchini bread that needs baking.

 

Poor Chris-

Photo: Daniel Bethencourt Detroit Free Press

     Poor Chris...

     Chris Columbus that is¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

     He's been getting a bad rep the last several years.

     Perhaps it should rename ... some day. 

(Not sure this link will go to where it use to... ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

      For now; Happy Columbus Day!

Gorgonzola Gnocchi with Walnut Cream Sauce

      UPDATE: I found out, in 2016, the great restaurant,  Rose Angelis, closed; on October 1, 2016, after 25 years of business.  Miss it more than I can say ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

     So, I originally created this recipe in 2017 and posted this recipe originally on  November 3, 2017.  

     Since, Halloween was over then;  yet still; it would not be long til we begin to hustle and bustle for the upcoming holidays😉.  

     If you'd like to read more, and get the recipe... Posting it today, because I don't have time to finish one of the relevant current posts that I'm working on.  Also, because I have a hankering for this dish, so I thought I'd share it again.  

     Also, just $5 to contribute over on the DONATE tab, is dandy😊 Especially since, this is a great recipe!!! 

Must Be A Lot of Naked Boyfriends Out There...

For more fun cartoons, check out, The Squirrel's Nest Cartoons

     Originally wrote and posted this post on August 21sst of 2015 😌

     

     Life happens... and with everything else going on in the world, other things grab our attention.  

     However, some nutty, less serious shtuff, such as this still goes on ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

     It's a little nuts around here... as I know it is in many families' homes, this time of year!  

     So, I hope this brings some smiles, and maybe a few laughs.  I hope you enjoy a lighter side to end the week.

Have a great rest of your month!  Give $5 or ¯\_(ツ)_/¯  if you enjoy...😉 Just up on the DONATE😁

     Hope & sure you like the cartoons😉😊

     Last holiday season, I was looking online to make up my Christmas list.
     Just as looking up the toys for my daughters'lists, it didn't take long for me to get irritated.

     When looking through different clothing sites, I kept coming across the term, Boyfriend...  

     It is used to describe a style of women's clothing.  Sounds innocuous enough🤔  

     There are:  Boyfriend Blazers; Boyfriend Sweaters; Boyfriend Sweats; and Boyfriend Jeans ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

      I suspect this term refers to the time in a young woman's life; when after spending a night with a "boyfriend"; ...when she does not wish to go out to breakfast (or lunch) in the previous night's ensemble🤔  

     The obliging beau du jour, lends (wink wink) ~for her a pair of jeans.  Usually these are a pair that have been broken in over at least a couple of years of wear.  They have larger waists, with the same measurement throughout the hips.  Men's jeans are generally not made to "hug curves," because men don't have curves.  Well, not usually...at least not the same curves that women have.  

     So often, when a woman puts on a pair of an Amour's jeans... they're a little slouchy.  If they are so big that they might drop in mid street, an oxford, sweatshirt and or sweater, may also be required.
     These, by definition are boyfriend's clothing.  Or at least the previous night's hook-up's clothes. For some, this is a none too subtle way of letting all know, who's with whom.  At the very least, nothing shouts out what's been goin' on, quite as clear as a coed sitting across from a boy at the local diner, wearing a 3 sizes too big sweatshirt from his Alma Mater.

     So... with this being said, if the average male of 20 something cannot fit into an item of clothing,  such as the items below, THEY REALLY SHOULD NOT USE THE TERM BOYFRIEND.
 

Just to Let You Know...

      More PHOTOS have been added to MY PHOTOS! 

      As I have mentioned before, if you're on your mobile phone, go down toward the bottom of the primary Sadie's Gathering page, and tap on, "View web version" then you'll see on the left side, "My Photos" with a photo of sun shades.

     I took these three cloud photos, this year... though I have lots of other cloud photos.  May do a picture book at some point😊

     And you know the contribution tab, the DONATE tab, is over here to the right😉 ~>

    Hope you're all doing well, along with your loved ones! 

©Susan Jaye 5/10/2025 Moose Cloud! 

©Susan Jaye ~ 7/23/2025 Dragon Cloud! 

©Susan Jaye 6/30/2025 Millwood WV

Happy Birthday to My Darlin!

 

     In honor of my oldest daughter, turning 21 today! 

     I'd like to share what I've learned thus far from being a parent!  Originally posted this on 9/11/2015, when my darlin was 11.

     Now, as I've told relatively new parents; you're kids are kids for about 10 years... then... when their bodies begin to change in many different ways... they'll remind you of your teen years... and they will be more like roomies(roommates), than your children.

     When I was a teen, my mom told me, my hormones would even out, in around my mid 20's; and I would not view anything as dramatically terrible, as I did when I was a teen.  

     I remember rolling my eyes to her, whenever she mentioned that point ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ 

     Then, I moved to Chicago, in '91, after I graduated from WVU.

      I worked at a Futon Store, for a couple of years and made a couple of friends there.  

     Also, when I sold a futon to a woman, who'd just graduated and moved from Boston; and she lived around the corner from my studio apartment; we became friends!  We were roommates for a few years.  

     Then once, while in our first apartment; I'd gone out with a nice young man, named Pete; he took me out to dinner and we had a fun evening!  When he dropped me off, we kissed for the first time; and he said he'd call me, and we'd go out again!  I thought then we'd be dating for a good bit. 

     Then a couple of weeks later, my roomie asked if I was going to go out again with that hot guy; and she asked, 'What is his name?'

     So, this is what I replied: "Pete, is the name of that guy I went out with.  He said he'd call me, and we'd go out again.  Yet... since it's been 2 or 3 weeks... I guess he either lost it, or tossed my phone...so, no more time with Pete..."

     "Oh my God!  So sorry... "

     And I said, "Who gives a sh*t... there's so many other hot guys in Chicago!"  Then we laughed! 

     Then I called my mom; told her about it; told her "YOU"RE RIGHT!!! I DON'T GIVE A SH*T" and Mom laughed!  

     Then I apologized for all the fits I through as a teen; and she told me, 'Babe, you were easy...' and I replied, "May be because I was an only child," ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

     Since this is 9/11; when this darlin was younger, we told her, "You've changed one of the worst days... INTO THE BEST!!!"

     If you'd like to read more of the original post, I wrote when my darlin was 11: What I've Learned...!

    Thank you to all who have contributed! 

     Since I'm still working on writing, even here on my blog, Sadie's Gathering; please keep giving$ 😉😊