Bought a scarecrow :)

So on Monday of last week, we stopped by Canadian Tire to grab some tools, I also wanted to check out the glass measuring cups that they had on sale - to see if they were up to snuff. We ended up leaving with neither the tools nor the cups but instead with the cutest little bouncing scarecrow ever, he's the adorable little guy in the middle, in the pic above. He now sits on my kitchen counter and makes me smile in the mornings. I'm not big on Halloween so a scarecrow is very likely the closest I'm ever going to to get to having "Halloween" decorations in our home.

After leaving Canadian Tire we decided to pop across the street to get a bite. While standing in line I noticed a nice little lady checking Kevin out. Now men being men, I knew he'd be totally clueless that she was checking him out, so before he did something embarassing which could burst her happy-place bubble I decided to nudge him to let him know before we sat down to eat. I think I was about half way through my meal when the nice little lady came over to us, looked him right in the eye and said something along the lines of "I have a mental disorder and people usually say that if they look into my eyes they can see if I'm crazy or not, do you think I look crazy?"

Heh. Make what you will of that, for me I'm going to go with the theory that it's yet further proof that my husband's a stud. ;)