It's almost the end of September and just a week ago Autumn or Fall officially began. While most trees have yet to turn yellow and dry up, save for some maple trees, Minnesota is still on the green side. Good.

Fall begins on the day of the autumnal equinox, when the day is exactly the same length as the night. A lot's been said about pagan beliefs about the equinoxes but for me, it only signals the start of a season. One that I am not quite ready yet to face. Why? Autumn= cool temps. Cool temps= doesn't agree with Kerrie.

And what a way to celebrate Fall than to fall, literally, from a staircase! Last night, at around 3 am, while attempting to retrieve a pair of socks for my cold feet, I missed the last two steps of the stairs and fell, and sprained my pretty left ankle! And while I was lying on the floor, alone in the dark, writhing in serious pain, wondering whether I have broken a bone or merely bruised my foot, I thought how fate must be playing tricks on me. Here I am in the US, stupidly refusing to buy an insurance policy and darn well falling off the stairs. I would probably need medical attention and it would cost me a bunch.

Why couldn't I have fallen from our stairs in the Philippines, where I have at least some insurance? Fate's answer? Our floor in the Philippines is concrete, here it is carpeted. Good for me then , huh? Yeah. Right.

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FEATURING:

On the left corner,weighing 2000 lbs from Minnesota, "Buffalo Bill"! On the right, weighing over 90 lbs, from Philippines, "Tourist Kerrie!"