The other day I was trying to tell this story to someone significantly younger than me. I had to preface almost everything about the scenario. "Well, see back in the day telephones didn't have caller ID so you didn't know who was calling when the phone rang, and then when it did ring and you answered it you were attached to wall by a cord and..." By the time I explained all that I forgot the point to the story and was feeling significantly old. Oh well, at least I didn't have to fend off dinosaurs on the way to school while I walked uphill in the snow wearing bread wrappers for shoes, cuz that's old.
The Fine Print: This vision of fall loveliness is brought to you by the letters "H" and "B" and by Club Scrap mostly except for that paper flower.