Fall is my absolute favorite time of year. Leaves changing colors, crisp air, eventually SNOW. I actually love September through New Year’s– January and February are too dreary and sad, post-Christmas lull I guess, so I cannot love winter quite as much. Fall makes me want to bake all the things, drink pumpkin infused beverages and apple cider and hot chocolate, wear boots and cozy cardigans and giant scarves, wander outside with the kiddos, and listen to NORAH JONES. (No better fall music, period.) Nothing compares to fall for me. And the AIR, that cool, crisp air.
Fall To-Do List:
1. Sit around a fire with my sweet family, toasting marshmallows and drinking fancy seasonal beer.
2. Shopping spree in Christiansburg to find the perfect coat and a scarf and new shoes, which I so desperately need.
3. GO APPLE PICKING.
4. Pumpkin patch hayride.
5. Wander around among changing leaves.
6. Bake all the pumpkin things.
7. Beautiful WV backroads with the babies and a good fall playlist.
8. Halloween movie marathon, also with the short people.
9. Dress up and go out for Halloween, which I have not done in years.
10. HAUNTED THINGS.
Beautiful writing. Loving it/wishing I had more time to read.
Everyone needs this. Your lips (also, cuticles/elbows/knees) will thank you.
Starbucks’ Asiago bagels are my addiction. I keep my eye on the ones that need to be thrown out when I’m working evenings. SO GOOD.
THIS SHAMPOO/CONDITIONER IS HEAVEN. I love anything shea cashmere…whatever that is…and you just cannot beat a $1 shampoo.
THIS Vera Bradley Happy Snails bag. I’ve only been lusting after all things Vera for three or four years now.
1. DIY bookmarks.
2. DIY constellation projector.
3. Cover hand in shortening to demonstrate how fat keeps animals warm in winter.
4. The shake-all-the-ping-pong-balls-out-of-the-kleenex-box-in-a-minute game.
5. Use shower curtain liner, permanent markers… and then kids write with dry/wet erase markers.
6. The Back to School Fairy.
7. Make paint…and paint!
8. Make bouncy balls.
9. Kids’ garden plot.
10. NUTELLA FRENCH TOAST.
I can’t decide which to do first… They all look so fun!
IN LOVE WITH THIS LOOK. THAT BUN. THAT BUN. I LOVE A MESSY BUN.
“I felt my lungs inflate with the onrush of scenery—air, mountains, trees, people. I thought, “This is what it is to be happy.”
– Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar
ME, THESE DAYS. SIGH.
A QUESTION I OFTEN ASK MYSELF
GORGEOUS HUMAN BEING
“Signs of adulthood: Realizing, yes, that the remainder of your life will be about you choosing to be happy; about applying yourself to retain a measure of sanity despite unpleasant variables, i.e. your mother having cancer, your husband shipped to the wilderness, your own medical test results painfully slow coming.It will be about recognizing the depth of this phrase: This is all you have.
It’s funny (see: curious) to think about happiness over the age of 21. How often do you actually feel happy? Or, how many times do you delude yourself by justifying your own unhappiness? Example: You will relax into happiness once your debt is cleared; once your test results come back as hoped; once you move out of your crumbling apartment, etc. An adult move is realizing that if you don’t stop and choose the hard work of simply being happy, happiness will always elude you. Once you hit 21, happiness is no longer automatic nor guaranteed.”
THIS IS ALL YOU HAVE
“i never change, i simply become more myself.”
joyce carol oates, solstice
THIS THIS THIS!
When you’re on the outside baby and you can’t get in
I will show you, you’re so much better than you know
When you’re lost and you’re alone and you can’t get back again
I will find you darling and I will bring you home
And if you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes
And in no time
You’ll be fine
Ugh, I am a lucky human being. Never not thinking about it. Never not questioning how how HOW did *I* win the hearts of these beautiful people who have saved my life, time and again. What did *I* do to deserve such uncomplicated, extraordinary love?
Nothing. I did nothing. I showed them every ugly part of me– but still they gave to me freely.
THAT…is somethin’ else. That is what carried me here. That is what made me better.
Yes. All of this, forever.
If I am ever brave enough to invite other humans to read…
I think I’ll start posting more pictures. My five year dream of owning a nice camera is still a dream, but I have a pretty fancy phone and therefore, no excuses. I lead a sad boring life but pictures of cute babies and West Virginia scenery are always good things and I have those in spades.
Back to sipping coffee (ahhh) and waiting for niece and neph to wake up…so we can go to church. Wild.