I love fall!
For many many years, summer was hands down my favorite. But just recently I realized that as a kid, teenager, and even a young and vibrant college girl, summer meant no school, hours of laying out by the pool with an iced anything, my birthday! Free time to relax and recharge. The list could go on for days, but overall, summer= fun, relaxing, and beautifying. As an actual grown up with an active toddler, summer= hot, sweaty, and tired. Ok, and yes it’s still fun! But let me just be honest. I haaaate being hot! I’ve come to learn that I actually sweat more than the average person (lovely, I know).
When It’s summer time, I have to have a timed out, mapped out, checklist plan for getting ready to go somewhere, if I actually want to show up still looking decent. The air has to be right and adjusted for specific rooms, also accommodating hair appliances. The car has to be started early to cool off. Before I even begin to get ready, all child items have to be packed and ready to go in order to cut out the “down to the wire” stress sweat. And if husband decides to take a steamy, sauna temp shower 10 minutes before I’m finished getting ready in the same bathroom…Lord have mercy on us both. Insert “I literally just can’t” here.
10 times out of 10, I leave the house sweating and use my first few car minutes to crank the air up, and do some deep breathing exercises. It has never helped that I am not naturally skinny. My legs stick together every day of the year. And since having a baby, my midsection takes some finagling to get everything up, over, and in just right, while also doing quality control to make sure my outfit of choice doesn’t cling or accentuate in any of the wrong places. I’m sure nobody understands…And let’s not even mention swimsuits. Not going to be completely dramatic by saying that laying out by the pool is a thing of the past, but it has been significantly reduced to an occasional hour during toddler nap time on a weekend afternoon while husband is home. Which definitely happened only 1 single time this summer. Let’s not confuse laying out with family pool time. The two are very much different in this stage of life. Pool time with a 2 yr old is a commitment of energy, effort, patience, and at least a couple of sore muscles the next day. But I usually don’t regret it once we’re there. #momlife
Up until 5 years ago, I lived my whole life in Texas. In Texas it is basically hot year round. I never got used to it. And I never got over it. I just know that I was always so very thankful when the fall like weather moved in and actually stayed for a minute. Like in November. Yes. For all you non-Texas residents, I did say November. It is simply not a guarantee that you will have the crisp happy fall weather of your dreams until November. And you can pretty much guarantee at least a random day or weekend to be in the “unseasonably” 80s anytime between November and January, because well, Texas does what it wants. By the time the trees in East Texas are in their full fall color glory, it is time for Christmas and it’s just all awkward. And still probably hot.
I used to love summer. Now I do not. Now I love fall. I now live in the upstate of South Carolina where it is September first and the tree in my front yard is already starting to turn red. I have always liked fall. But now I absolutely truly, madly, deeply love it. I have always been a tree lover, but I have never been so enamored with the true full out beauty of fall until I lived here the first time a few years ago. The trees and the apple orchards are my favorite. The warm rich flavors of fall cooking, and the naturally more uplifted mood of my husband because of football season is also my favorite. Fall is the beginning of the season that leads up to our most beloved holiday of Christmas. From here until the end of the year, this is our happy time.
Labor Day is the unofficial end of summer. Despite my deep disdain of the heat, this has also been a busy, and exhausting summer for us with a big move across half the country and getting settled in our new home, my husband’s new job, and our new-again town. We had a wedding trip back to Texas, a beach vacation, and 5 birthdays in between. I am thankful for these blessings, but I am sending summer off with a big fat hot and sweaty kiss!
Time for the pumpkin spice lattes, fall decorations, football, warmer colors, leaves, campfires, new candles and soaps, and time to get back in the kitchen for my favorite cooking season! I’ll hold off on the boots and sweaters for now until the weather catches up. Because you know…Sweat.
So long summer! Hello Fall!