almost November

Today I learned that the number of trick-or-treaters we get varies greatly each year. Besides a toddler pirate, we've only been visited twice, and everyone who came by reeked of laundry products.

In other news, Francis Simun breads will still kill you if you are an EI. I was able to eat one of our houseguest's bagels about a month ago, but yesterday I ate another one, one that our now ex-houseguest abandoned because they'd started making him sick. It passed the sniff test, but then I had heart palpitations all night. Russian roulette with food is not a fun game.

This October was still way better than the last two.