Rabbit Rabbit Rabbit

And now it is November, and we're having our first big rain storm of the season. We could use it, of course. But it means the day is dark and drear and chilly. The girls each apparently had a fine time at their Halloween-night revels, and I answered the door and dispersed candy while the dog had fits ("Intruders! Small monsters! Tiggers, and lots of 'em! Must lick! Must bark! Must--oh, hell with it, I'm going back to my bed.").

The house is a mess. I'm thinking of making soup. Or bread. Maybe both. We could use some nice warm smells to combat the chill.