Summer, that is. Time just flies by – it feels like summer just started. I had so much to look forward to. But now that the days are getting shorter, it’s time to stop wishing I had done this and that and remember the fun times I did have.
A fun summer. I knew it would be. The hubs and I managed to have a few get togethers at our house. We had several good times with friends. I got to sing along with Bon Jovi. Went to NOLA with my girlfriends. And then there was Fair Day – who doesn’t love Fair Day? There were plenty of lazy summer nights where nothing was done but that’s what made it perfect.
This summer was right up my alley. But I’m looking forward to putting away the sandals and breaking out the sweaters. Because no matter how much fun I had, I still have a bone to pick.
The godforsaken heat. Yowza. It was a scorcher, folks. Even Yahoo! said that Louisville was the hottest city – this has seriously been the hottest summer with 73 straight days of temperatures above normal. There’s really only 3 months of summer and 79% of it was spent smearing my mascara all over my face. Yep, hotter than the hinges on hell’s door.
So yeah, I’m looking forward to cooler weather. The mornings have already dropped below 65°. The days are still warming up but the humidity has backed off. The sun is sinking down a little faster. Football has taken over our television. Fall is at our doorstep and I welcome it with open arms. This may be the first time I’m actually happy summer is ending.
Last night I was thinking about the season changes and I’ve come to this conclusion: fall and winter make me feel good. Not that spring and summer don’t but I’m always on the go and never give myself time to take in everything it brings. In the fall, things slow down, the weather gets cooler and I’m not on the go as much – I have time to savor my hot coffee, to bask in the feeling of pulling a blanket out of the dryer and wrapping up in it, to smell the cookies as they come out of the oven. Cinnamon and nutmeg aromas everywhere, cold fingers searching to find the perfect pumpkin, Thanksgiving… dinner. (How I love you, Thanksgiving dinner.)
I thought of this last night, as I sat on my couch with a blanket on my legs, football on the TV, knitting in my lap and the BDD lounging on my left side. I was cozy. And happy. I look forward to more nights like last night. I look forward to slowing down and breathing in cool air. (I look forward to Thanksgiving dinner.)