I've noticed in several blogs, people cheering the coming of Fall. Others lament the passing of Summer. My household is divided. Fall means cute new jeans, boots, leaves to rake, tearing down the pool, crisp walks in the evening, football, bushes to trim, sweaters to pull out, etc. I have an almost 11 year old daughter, hence to emphasis on fashion!
I personally love Summer - the heat, the sun, the fact that you can spend hours sitting by the pool (in those wonderful dreams I have). Fall means putting shoes on kids instead of flops and searching for a jacket. It's just more work. However, Fall means campfires, and cute sweaters and jeans, and not having to cool the van down before loading kids. It also means a change in the menu to soups and yummy smells simmering on the stove all afternoon. And kids returning to school. So I want it to still be Summer, but I want Fall to come. Well, I got my wish. While it is still officially Summer (according to the calendar), and it was 102 last Tuesday. This morning it is 48 degrees (yes ,you read that right) with a high of 63 today and tomorrow's high is only supposed to be 58! I guess you can have it both ways...sort of.