I am in this Autumn daze right now. And I don't hate it one bit.
Ever since I can remember, I have always despised Spring. Actually I am not that big of a fan of winter either come January 2nd. When the Christmas-y holidays are over, the snow is useless (for me, at least, because I don't ski or snowboard... And snowmen after Christmas are just... weird). But Spring is the worst. The soggy brown land that used to be grass, melting snow (if we're lucky!), constant grey skies, that freezing wet air that chills you to the bones no matter how many layers you are wearing, ALLERGIES, and no great holidays to look forward to!
After Christmas/New Years, Valentines day feels like a consolation prize. Like someone decided that we needed a love-y holiday to keep us from falling into a deep depression abyss that could only be instigated by the arrival and persistence of brown snow and endless puddles. But as we all know, a consolation prize is nothing you actually get excited for. We want the gold medal (4th of July!) But instead, next we get St. Patrick (Eh, you're alright. but same consolation prize deal) and Easter. I feel sort of guilty for not loving Easter. The true celebration of Easter is amazing, and blessed. But at the point when bunnies, pastel colors, jordan almonds, and stink-like-egg refrigerators come into play, I am out. Easter service at church, I am all yours. Egg salad sandwiches, I am even yours too. But Easter as a bunny/pastel/jordan almond/stinky fridge holiday, you don't quite cut it. So in a nutshell:
Dear Spring, I hate your stinking guts. You make me vomit. You're scum between my toes! Love, Kellianne.
(High five if you can name that movie reference)
So, that leaves Summer and Autumn. Summer, you rock. I love every single thing about you, especially visits to the lake, Camp Reed time, hammocks, barbecues, flowers, nights when it's warm enough to hang out outside, and plenty more (mosquitos not included). But I'm just not ready to settle. On paper, you seem like the perfect season. You've got it all. But the chemistry isn't quite there. Especially when Autumn is just around the corner giving me those sweet eyes, Thanksgiving, and hopefully a new pair of boots.
This brings me to Autumn. The holy grail of seasons. The sultan of swat, the titan of terror, the colossus of clout, the king of crash, the great bambino of seasons! When world series/fantasy football chatter fills the air, I know fall is just around the corner.
Because the beginning of this post was so negative, I am going to provide a list of things that are great about Autumn. Also, to prove my point.
1. Above all, fall colors. There is nothing on earth that I will ever think is as beautiful as the trees on Manito Blvd in October.
2. Boots
3. Scarves
4. Sweaters (Yes, each of these needs its own thanks)
5. Halloween
6. Thanksgiving
7. Pumpkin flavored anything and everything.. especially seeds and pie.
8. The crisp air sans-mosquitos and bees
9. Hot soup
10. Scarywood (new addition to the list this year)
11. High school football games
12. Golf season is over/variety of conversations at the dinner table
13. Christmas shopping
14. Food drives
15. Bubble baths!
16. Apple cider
17. The flu (because it's sort of fun having a frog voice for one day. And also because everyone else has it so it's like everyone is suffering/nurturing together. aw)
18. Notre Dame football
19. Sports= guacamole. guacamole= accidentally my entire meal too often
20. Castle is back on tv.
21. THIS stuff. (photo credit to Ryan Ferguson, master photographer even with instagram!)
21. THIS stuff. (photo credit to Ryan Ferguson, master photographer even with instagram!)
That's it. There is really no argument here. Autumn rules, Winter drools, Summer sort of drools, and Spring really really drools.
Also, my boss just gave me something to work on! So peace out boy scout.
(Also, did I psyche you out with the title? Did you think I was referring to Christmas?! haha gotcha.)
