Monday, September 15, 2014

Hark! The angels sing about 60 degree FL weather

So here in the ever sunny Florida, you know, Satan's well-heated living room, we are projected to have an early cold front THIS WEEK. This, of course, is due to heavy, torrential downpourings first, but details. We may have to go through the storm to get the rainbow, but when that rainbow comes in the form of 60 DEGREE WEATHER(!!!) count me in with a faux fur.


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How fun this time of year is. I find myself searching the TV guide for Fall favorites like Remember the Titans and Hocus Pocus. I get excited knowing the classic Halloween episodes of Home Improvement, Frasier, and Roseann will be on. Also, real time TV faves are coming back or getting started and who doesn't love fall TV line ups? My scarves are at the front of accessory row and pumpkin bread is on the menu to bake this week.

I even like football this season. Well, like may be a strong word, but I get a little giddy on Thursday nights as things kick-off(obvious pun intended). I've always enjoyed the festivities of the football; tailgating, yum party foods, the spirit it brings. But this year, the sport is also intriguing. Don't get me wrong, I still have no idea of what a down is, nor do I care to, but I like to yell and scream in excitement/anticipation when somebody has the ball. Oh and end zone dances = best thing ever. Makes it all worth it right there.


Alrighty, well. Excuse me while I get to getting on. I've got major Pinspiration and need to get a hustle on if I hope to have everything officially fall-lified:

I envision this along the front window. Where people usually place a Christmas tree. I prefer to show off my s'more bar from now until February.
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This. This is what dreams are made of.
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Tell me, my pretty, what is the agenda for your fall? What's your fall weather like?



Until we meet again,
M



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