Falling for Fall

Hey, Amanda.

So good to hear from you! I remember well my parents’ anniversary party weekend. It was such a blast, and yet I knew that my parents had more fun than we—their kids and friends and family—did. I remember feeling so satisfied by that and so relieved that it had gone so well, and then incredibly let down when it was all over. Sounds like you’re in that same place.
So fall is here and I’m good with that—the scents, the colors, the nesting—but not quite ready for frost on my windshields. Arg. Still, I agree with your thought that pretty much the holiday season is here. I was actually just explaining to S during our pumpkin adventure over the weekend that during summer I want my whole life to be summer. Eventually the seasons change despite my protests, and when the leaves start changing and I enjoy some of what fall brings (like our pumpkin adventure) I start to look forward to Thanksgiving and Christmas, and snow days even. It just takes me a while to get there. And I’m there.

I’m looking forward to the weekend with nothing to do but would love to catch up between now and then. Tonight should work if you get a minute. The job sounds PERFECT; the schedule: dreamy.

Love you
B