We have had a couple of really cool days in the past couple of weeks. At first it was a nice change to the 100+ degree weather, and I do love indulging the jacket fetish. But this morning I noticed some trees changing. I am noticing the days getting shorter and I want to know what the hell happened to summer? We are back in school full swing and the days have gone from lazy to very rushed. We really didn't even do anything this summer, a couple of camping trips, but already I miss the laying around the house. I will adjust to this new schedule, where I have to actually be in the shower at 630 am as opposed to whenever the mood struck me.
The kids seem to love it, but I am dreading sick season fast approaching. Plus that blessed event that will occur in January. Not so much the baby, but the surgery necessary to have the baby, oh and that whole lack of sleep thing. At least the cool weather will kill all the flies. Every time we open the door eight rush in, and yet, over Labor weekend we discovered the trick to getting the wasps into the yellow cone shaped trap. Bar b que chicken. What was empty all summer is now full of 25 dead wasps. (I'll spare you the pictures.) They had been a real nuisance, stinging children and all.
Ask me again how I am feeling after I have stuffed my face full of pumpkin and I start planning for Christmas. I am sure I will be festive.