Bring on the Fall, baby!
This has been a long, hot, car air-conditionless summer. And I’m done.
Okay, yes, I did just finish mowing the lawn. Finally. And even though it has cooled down a little tonight, I am still sweating like a whore in church.
I can say that with impunity because I’m from the south (yes Virginia, you are suth-er-en!) and if your grandma would say it, then so can you.
…sorry, where was I? Oh, yeah…I’m ready for some Fallness, ya’ll.
But it’s not just the heat – it’s pretty much all of it. One of my young Facebook friends recently posted that he was ready for school to start. He’s bored, he said. Maybe that’s it, because I’m getting that antsy feeling myself. I can totally relate; I’m ready for school, too!
Do you remember that feeling? True, summer is great. Especially when you’re a kid, because it goes on forever and you can sleep late and do what you want. Who didn’t love that? But after a while…well…you’re done. You’re ready for a change. Didn’t you start to feel excited about the new school year? Weren’t you excited to get back to seeing your friends every day? And each new year brought new everything: school supplies, teachers and classes, books and clothes, sometimes even a whole new school to go to. It was just Newness in general. I’m ready for some Newness!
Okay, so I don’t go to school. I don’t have kids to send to school (which provides its own kind of excitement and looking-forward-to-it moments). But I do have Fall. I’m already getting excited about multicolored leaves and carving pumpkins and Thanksgiving. I’ve always loved Fall! When Jr. used to sing “Are ya’ ready for some foot-ballll?” I always thought, “Why yes, I am. I’ve been ready for ever so long.” I’m excited to see my sitcom friends again, and I can’t wait for Survivor and Amazing Race to start. It’s the little things, folks. The simple pleasures in life. Sweet, sweet reality tv – how I’ve missed you.
So bring on the Fall, baby! I’m ready for some sweater weather. I’m ready to look forward to the next episode. I’m ready to be too chicken to go to the Haunted House. I’m ready to keep putting off a trip to Skyline Drive to see the changing leaves until it’s too late and they’re all gone. I’m ready to buy half price Halloween candy on November 1st. I’m ready to see Christmas decorations too early – oh wait, they probably have those up at Cracker Barrel right now. I’m ready to not cut the grass for the last time. I’m ready to want and at the same time dread the snow. I’m ready to complain about the cold!
Ah, Fall, you magical season of newness and change, you can’t come soon enough for me. I’m ready.
Skip on Over:
In Which It Is My Own Darn Fault – why I have no air conditioning in my car
Items of Interest:
Embracing the “Y’all” by Girl on the Contrary
Twanglish Lessons from Real Southern Men