I have spent, oh, roughly the last three months bitching and whining about the heat. THE HEAT OH MY GOD IT’S TOO HOT TO DO ANYTHING. I’m a damn delight, yo.
And now Fall has actually appeared. Last weekend it was still stifling triple digit weather and I was ready to just move or at least leave until I received word that it was tolerable to be outside for five seconds and not break out into a sweat. And lo! It has happened and I am giddy. Some family friends are visiting and want to go on a hike and I am up for it because it is highly unlikely that I will drop dead from heat stroke. The irony of the cooler weather means I actually want to be outdoors and enjoy what this town has to offer in the way of parks and trails and beautiful trees. Except for our ginko tree. Ugh, that fucking ginko. How can something so beautiful produce such wretched berries? Have you ever stepped on one? It smells like barf. For reals. I even call them barf berries because I am five. Said berries fall in our front yard, driveway and along the sidewalk in front of the house, which means the barf smell is semi-permanent until winter.
Barf smell aside, I think one of the things I’m most looking forward to this Fall is the change of pace in my life. The summer has flown by and while I have loved every crazy minute, I am pretty excited to see that every moment is not booked up. Once the holidays hit it’s going to be nonstop action (read: I will be even more familiar with I-5 and 99) and the concept of hanging out around the house sounds oddly exotic and exciting. I know, I am a weirdo.
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Thanks for the feedback on cleanses. Yesterday I read an article that was titled “Why Cleanses are Bad and Will Kill You and Make Puppies Sad” or something equally extreme. Turns out the gist was more about the pressure to be thin and how you shouldn’t put your body through insane things to lose a few pounds blahblah. Basically, it’s not healthy to starve yourself. Spread the word!