Sounds like a great movie, right?

I know I missed Polaroid Monday. I'll post one soon to make up for it. In the meantime, today it is GORGEOUS. Abso-freaking-lutely fall gorgeous :) I started a Beginning Spanish course last night, and when the class was wrapping up, it just started dumping rain; it was thundering like crazy, and lightning was crashing everywhere. It. Was. Fantastic. :) Everyone was screaming (please, people...), running to their cars... I walked quietly and slowly, water sloshing in my shoes when I was barely 10 feet out the door (there may have been a puddle jump or two...). I drove home calmly and happily (even though you couldn't see the road. I'd say it was pretty close to flash-flooding), and by the time I got in the house, my pants, hoodie, and hat were completely soaked. I kissed Mr. Hercules hello, left my clothes in a nice big pile by the front door and jumped in a lovely hot shower. It was a perfect night :)

It continued to rain throughout the night, and has still been rainy today, but not as much. But I love the dreary grey--I feel right at home in it. (Have you caught on that I am not a fan of sunny days yet? Bah) Everything, even at work today, screams fall. So I offer you my 5 senses of this beautiful fall day:

Sight: my desktop wallpaper (can't remember where I got it to give credit, sorry!)

Touch: I can still feel Ty's scruffy kiss from this morning. (He rarely shaves during the week, which I adore. I like him scruffy. I hope to see a nice thick beard come winter!) Every morning, he leaves for work about an hour before me, and wakes me up by kissing me good morning/goodbye. It's one of my favorite moments of the day.

Sound: "Kingdom of Heaven" soundtrack; "Easy Money" by Nick Cave & the Bad Seeds; "Candleburn" by Dishwalla; "Lament" by Light of Aidan; also listening to Peter Bradley Adams. You know how much I love him. And, of course, "Rain" by Patty Griffin, and "Rain" by Priscilla Ahn. How could I leave them out? (Rain, rain don't go away--the sun can come back another day)

Smell: a vanilla chai candle, and this divine skin oil from Haunt. It's absolutely delicious. You have no idea. This is the epitome of fall for me. It smells like blood oranges, cardamom, and orchids. I use it as a body oil, but also put it in my hair.



Taste: Fresh peaches with a little sugar from my co-worker's trees.

It's a beautiful day.


On a side note: I can't believe I've actually written 200 posts... insane! I'm feeling quite proud of myself, actually. Today is a good day to celebrate, and I'm feeling excited about following through with something I told myself I would do better at (I don't scrapbook, I'm not good at keeping a journal any more, so this seemed like the logical thing to do to keep better track of the wonderful things in my life). So to celebrate, if you leave a comment on this post, you will get something. A mix CD? A piece of jewelry made by moi? Something lovely from Etsy? Who knows! I haven't decided yet. :) But I will reward your readership with... something. :)

I broke a tooth (which got fixed the same day, luckily!). Ty's been out of town since Thursday at a paintball tournament (I'm never in a great mood when he's gone). And I've been incredibly moody and irritated at stupid people who encroach their ignorance on other people. Etc.

But today, I finally got to meet my newest niece, Reagan. It was SUCH a great day! :) I hadn't seen my sister and bro-in-law in forever, and really missed them. It was fantastic. I'm in a good mood again :)
(especially after I got home and realized the reason people were looking at me funny when I stopped at a gas station to fill up was because I had torn a huge hole of death in my favorite pants and hadn't realized my bottom was hanging out. I am a graceful one. lol) 

So. Very. Excited. (orbital drop shock trooper...if you were wondering)

Fall is coming.

I wore a sweater to work yesterday. Of course, for me that's nothing new or exciting, because I'm always cold and always wear sweaters.

But yesterday it was different. There was a crispness in the air, and I felt excited (and a little bad that I felt excited, because Ty has to work outside in it all day). I was glad I followed my intuition and grabbed the bulky knit sweater in the closet instead of the lighter one I was going to take with me.

I threw it on with enthusiasm as I stepped outside, silently giggling at the people in shorts walking by. Didn't they know it was the first day of September? Don't they feel the change, the excitement the earth feels?

As I was driving to work, I thought of one of my favorite fall quotes, by Charlotte Fiske:

The heart of Autumn must have broken here,
And poured its treasure out upon the leaves.

 I even brought tea to work with me. (Ok, so that isn't unusual either. I always drink tea--Jer, I PROMISE as soon as I get a break from work, I am mailing your package!!!). But yesterday and today, I brought it in my bright, red, happy tea mug. The one I save just for days like this.

I can't wait for full-blown authentic fall. :)

When I saw Ty at lunch yesterday, he told me as we were walking out to the car, "I love you, but you look like an actor coming out of rehab." I laughed pretty hard and asked why he thought that, and he said with the big bulky sweater on, and the huge sunglasses (I had a migraine! I was hiding from light!), I looked like I was hiding from the paparazzi.

...you have a hormone-induced breakdown Sunday night, and your loving husband gathers you up in his arms and cuddles with you in bed until you stop crying, and after that says, "Why don't you pick a movie and we'll just sit here until you feel better?"  And you, amid your sniffles, reply, "I would, but anything I pick will have Orlando Bloom in it." (and your husband DESPISES Orlando Bloom. Literally. He thinks he's a scrawny gay elf-man.) And then your amazing Husband Of Greatness (yes, I know it spells out HOG, but he calls me WOG--we had a good giggle over this the other day) says, "For you, I will watch Orlando Bloom."


Now that's love, people.