I have a confession to make. I am totally addicted to fashion and gossip magazines. I am one of those suckers standing in the check out line thumbing through the articles and holding up the progress of others. I recently put packed all of my magazines and books into storage boxes and had no less than twelve completely full. I think someone needs to stage an intervention.

In the days before time began, when there was no internet, my brother and I had to look things up using an old set of encylepedias. They were old and tattered and dated back to the sixties, so more often than not, the information was outdated. After I left home, I never gave those old books another thought. I was at my moms house recently while she was reorganizing a storage closet. I could not believe my eyes when I saw those old books lying on her bed, it was like revisiting old friends.

There has been the definite nip of Autumn in the air lately. We have had to close our windows at night and put on our jackets in the morning for the ride to work. Over the weekend I will pull out all of my boxes of winter clothes and boots to get everything washed and freshened up. I have a feeling winter will come early this year.

I am a huge fan of cleaning products. I know that sounds weird, but I am truely addicted. Whenever a new product comes out, I am the first in line to give it a try. Some work better than others, so those that are less efficient get crammed into a cabinet and forgotten. This is not usually a problem until the cabinet doors quit closing. I do not think anyone ever feels like they have enough convenient household storage .

My husbands mother gave him an old stone donkey that is meant to be placed outside, and he has a place on his back that you plant flowers in. It is the oddest looking lawn ornament you have ever laid eyes on, resembling a small goat from outer space. We always have to explain to newcomers just what it actually is. But, it is from his mom and she has been gone for a long time, so I deal with it and dutifully plant flowers in it every year. It has begun to deteriorate, so my husband mentioned bringing it into the house to live out its remaining years. I wonder if they make boxes that big.

My daughter has her twenty first birthday coming up soon. Since she really has no interest in celebrating in the usual way with a pub crawl, we are going to get her a popular gaming console. I am talking to a coworker about buying a used one with games that come with it. I will have to find some safe storage for any gifts I get her, since she can sniff out any hiding place.