It is officially fall here in PA. It is chilly and the leaves are falling ... And I'm stuck in my house, recovering.
I am under strict orders from Ken, since this is my first day home alone. No basement, no shower, no lifting anything he hasn't "approved". It's really quite cute.
We had a pretty nice weekend. My BFF visited and we had Mexican and froyo and I bought more sweatpants.
Since it is now fall, I thought I'd share this little thought:
p.s. yoga pants are one of the most uncomfortable things that I've tried to wear