Skip to main content

in honor of fall

  • I added cinnamon to my Saturday morning M&M pancakes
  • I have When Harry Met Sally playing while I do my Saturday morning chores
  • I will finally pull out all of my fall decorations (I wanted to do this last weekend, but I made myself wait)

Other things I can't wait to do this season:

  • Have caramel apple cider from Starbucks
  • Hike at Radnor Lake
  • Go to Gentry's Farm with my niece and nephew
  • Have some of my sister's chili, caramel apple pie, and pumpkin bread
  • celebrate Thanksgiving

Sometimes I think I should be worried about my psyche for loving fall so much. After all, it is the season of dying in way. All of the leaves die and fall off the trees. The air gets colder. It's starts getting darker earlier. It reminds me of dusk. The way the day starts to wind down. The way it all begins to end. Which, ironically (?) is my favorite time of day. I think it should say something about a person - what their favorite season or time of day is. Morning people are spring people. Afternoon people are summer people. Dusk people are fall people. And night owls are winter people. This is not an exact science. Just someting to chew on.

None of this explains why I am a fall/dusk person. Even when I relate this to the span of a lifetime, I see no sense in it. I do not look foward to the fall or dusk of my life. I think I should, but I am still scared to think about being there. I just hope that when I get there, I will be ready for it, and I will enjoy it as much as I enjoy seeing the different colors of leaves sweep across a mountain in fall, and as much I enjoy catching a glimpse of the first visible star at twighlight.

Or maybe just I overthink things. For the love!

Comments

Tanya said…
I heart hot caramel apple cider from Starbucks - so yummy! It makes me happy :)

Popular posts from this blog

no pressure over capuccino

This morning, my iPod played this song for me. My iPod has been playing this for me quite frequently. Weird considering it's on 'shuffle'. For some reason, my iPod likes this song. For some reason, I like this song. I have a special affinity for songs that reference Jesus and the Bible written by people who don't profess to be Christians (another great one is Dave Matthews' "A Christmas Song"). It's always interesting to see these figures from a secular point of view. I googled the lyrics this morning, because Alanis is Canadian :-p Some of the most important words were not what I previously thought they were. And now I like it even more. Disclaimer: I don't pretend to understand this song completely (especially the origin of the title), but I really like that it makes me think. Any intuitive comments about the meaning of this song will be rewarded with great awe. Side note: all the "90's" references, I think, are meant to convey ...

local Nashville girl turns 30...

...and the intersection of Murfreesboro Rd. and Thompson Ln. wins "No. 1 site for car accidents in Metro Nashville." Coincidence?? I think not. When something this great happens, everyone wants a piece of the action. Finally, the happiest day of the year has come. After a whole weekend of pre-party celebrating, my big day is here, and bigger than ever. I am thirty today. It's been a long road. I thirty year road. I worked hard to get here. Survived countless potential car accidents, dodged all possible life-threatening illnesses, and legions of unknown potential mortal hazards just to be here today. Not everyone can say that. I'm not even kidding actually. I feel really blessed to have made it this far; witnessing tragedy around me, but never really coming face to face with it. I'm not really sure why I get to lead such a charmed life while the world around seems to be crumbling. All I know is I'm thankful. Details to come on why this is the B-E-S-T birthday ...

you are what you see

If you visit here regularly, you may (or may not) have noticed something. I don't blog about t.v. shows. This is because I don't really watch t.v. that much. Yes, I have one, and yes, I have cable. And yes, I do, on occasion, decide to sit down and relax by voluntarily turning off my brain and turning on that blackhole box. But I don't have a show . I don't want a show. I want to explain why. This post is dedicated to those of you out there who have a show, have too many shows, or think you need a show. And you all know I know you know who you all are... Top Ten reasons why you do not need a show: 10. You are what you see. This could be bad if you are watching - well anything. Unless you are watching your own reality t.v. show, and then that would be, just, meta - and therefore redundant, and also a little bit egomaniacal . But I digress. 9. Studies show watching teevee produces less brain activity than sleeping. It also has an adverse affect on your ability to discern...