So, I put up my fall decorations this weekend and it totally cheered me up until the Cowboys lost the game. Oh well. I'd rather lose now than in the playoffs. But, the sounds of football on TV and the slightly less oppressive heat is a wonderful indication that my favorite season is just around the corner. The leaves are getting just the slightest bit crunchy and one tree in my front yard is starting to drop its leaves. Poor tree. I'm surrounded by decoration-induced shades of orange, yellow, and red - trying to imagine what it would really be like to live somewhere that actually experiences the elusive season known as Autumn. I've stocked up on Sweet Cinnamon Pumpkin scented oils, bath gel, lotion, and body spray from Bath & Body Works, so the house smells perfectly fallish. My next thing to do is to go pick out some pumpkins and put them outside my front door.
Luke keeps asking when Halloween is. He can't believe it isn't until October 31st, although I'm pretty sure he still has not grasped the concept of time, but he is getting there. He wants to be Batman, by the way. (He was Superman last year). Evie wants to be a butterfly/fairy/princess. I want to be Bristol Palin - think I can pull it off? Yeah, probably not.
In keeping with this wonderful sense of the season, my sweet, dear husband sent me an autumn flower arrangement today. I'll have to take a picture. It is beautiful and I keep getting compliments on it. The best part is he actually supports my obsession about the season. It's definitely starting to invade my spirit since this is my favorite time of year! In fact, I've decided that I must make an apple pie tonight. Yes, I, too, think it might be the hormones talking, but why ignore such a great craving? In fact, I think I might go on a quest to find the perfect apple pie recipe. Anyone want to come over and try pies? I'll be sure to post the results on the blog.