Ahhhh, September. How did you get here so fast?
I have such mixed feelings about the end of summer. I mean, I do love fall… who doesn’t get excited about colorful leaves, cooler temps, and pumpkin spice everything? But I also love summertime, with the lazy mornings, long afternoons at the pool, warm nights on the deck with friends, and once upon a time… vacations to the beach and the lake.
But while I love the long, lazy, hazy days of summer as much as the next girl, there is certainly something to be said for fall and getting back to a structured routine.
Of course, this fall, that routine is going to look a lot different than in years past. We won’t have nearly as many activities vying for our time, and I won’t be getting my house back because no one is leaving the house. ever. again.
At least, that’s how it feels most days.
While I love the crisp fall days and chilly nights and all the cozy sweaters, it also means winter is coming…
Which, I don’t mind, really, except for bundling up to run. But I do hate spring in Pennsylvania. It’s such a tease and never arrives on time.
But I’m getting ahead of myself, aren’t I? Let’s rewind a few paragraphs to the colorful fall leaves and pumpkin spice everything.
Has anyone noticed that the poor apple has really been getting the shaft in recent years? It used to be that September was for apples and mums and scarecrows, and we didn’t bring out the pumpkins and candy corn until October.
But these days, Starbucks is selling pumpkin spice lattes in August, and everywhere I go, the pumpkin decor is mingling with the apple.
I say, let’s give the apples back their rightful month.
And honestly, I miss apples… apple turnovers, apple pie, Jewish apple cake, apple crisp, hot apple cider. It’s all so good.
So, I’m on a self-appointed mission to bring the apple back. I actually ordered a few things from Pottery Barn to start sprucing up the house for fall, and I made sure to order apple scented decor, not pumpkin. The pumpkins can wait.
Of course, the elephant in the room is COVID.
I don’t know what this fall and winter have in store for us, but if it means lockdowns and rising Covid-19 cases, I’m not a fan. Can we just hold onto summer for a little while longer? Maybe until we get a reliable vaccine… #novaccinedebatesplease #itwasajoke
Anyway, I don’t know how this will end, but I do believe it will end. Or at least morph into something manageable so that we can return to some semblance of normal.
For now, all we can do is keep plugging along, and try to take appropriate precautions without getting obsessed with it all. That’s where I am right now.
I’m half dreading this fall, half curious to see how the school year pans out, and what happens when we are all forced inside.
It always comes back around to Covid, doesn’t it? Le sigh…
In other news, I enjoyed hearing your comments on my outfit evolution in yesterday’s post. I always feel a bit weird putting those out there. I mean, who really cares what I wear to dinner with my BIL and SIL, and all of the outfits were fine, just not great. And I think there was some confusion over the color of the jeans, lol!
Yes, they really are black. Here’s a link. I didn’t realize I didn’t link them in the post. #duh
So thank you all for always validating my outfit dilemmas and not pointing out how many more important things there are to talk about. I mean, I know this is a fashion blog, but there are days when I’m like, This is all so trivial. Get a life, Jo-Lynne.
I didn’t even get to tell you about our week, and visiting the high school with Becca, but I need to hop off here and get my run/walk in before church. I hope you all enjoy the rest of your weekend.
Cyndi and I will be back tomorrow with day 5 of 22 Days of Fall Fashion, and I’ll be sure to update my Labor Day Sales Guide first thing in the morning because I expect some retailers will up the ante and deepen their discounts before all is said and done.
Have a relaxing and blessed Sunday!