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Yesterday had to be the most perfect fall day.
One of those days where the difference between being warm and comfortable and cool and a little chilly depends on if you’re standing in the shade or the sun. The leaves have started to change and the air just has feeling. That amazing indescribable fall feeling that makes me giddy.
We had a great weekend up in South Carolina for the Tech vs. Clemson game. We (along with 7 of our friends) stayed at our good friends Tyler & Paige’s house and had so much fun talking, eating, watching football and laughing. I have to agree with Paige, it was the best slumber party I’ve been to in about 12 years. 
After making the drive home, Stephen and I stopped at an antique store where I found an awesome chair with awesomely bad upholstery for $29. I think it will be perfect for the living room (once recovered of course). I love finding deals like that.
Once we were home we decided to take a walk because the weather was too perfect to not be outside. After walking around the neighborhood we decided we should work on the back of the house. Stephen mowed our deceptively large backyard for the first time and I set to work organizing our breakfast nook/screened-in porch since it had become a catch-all of random things (including spiders) since we moved in, and getting our deck in order.
After working diligently until the sun went down and we went inside we realized our house was cold. We had been working so hard we hadn’t really noticed how much the temperature had fallen. Therefore we did what we had to do to officially make the passage from summer to fall: we turned our heat on.
I LOVE the smell you get from turning the heat on for the first time. That warm, chemical-y, comforting smell. To me its like the ‘point of no return:’ the seasons have finally changed and we can pack away our summer clothes and look ahead towards the holidays.
All I need now is a couple of pumpkins. And a sign like Linus’s:
Yea for fall!!
So over the weekend my “internet friend” Karen (from a message board I frequent) tagged me. I’ve never been tagged before so I felt very honored. I’m supposed to write six random things about myself that others might not know.
I’m not sure who these ‘others’ are since I’m pretty sure that not many people read my blog. In fact, according to the ’stats’ of my blog, the majority of my hits result from people searching for random things on Google, the most popular being “McDonalds french fries.” And since I compared “McDonalds french fries” to the Atlanta Olympic torch in this post, my blog comes up.
(Did you see what I did there? I put “McDonalds french fries” in quotes twice. Well now three times. That’s my weak attempt to get more traffic to my blog. I can only imagine the disappointment those Googlers must feel when they land here. Sorry Googlers. You’re probably looking for this site.)
So here goes:
1. Growing up my sisters and I would always wear home-made Halloween costumes. No store bought trendy costumes with the sad plastic masks at our house. Most of them were really good. In fact, when I was in first grade I won the ‘most creative’ costume contest at my church’s “alternative Halloween” fall festival. What was I you ask? Laundry. That’s right laundry, and it was actually my idea.
I’m not sure where I got the idea from, I just remember telling my mom that that’s what I wanted to be. So what we did is cut the bottom out of a round laundry basket and attached clothesline suspenders so it kind of hung around me like a big hoop skirt. Then we hung little boxes of Tide and Gain and whatever other kind of laundry detergent was popular in 1987 off the basket along with random pieces of clothing like socks. In my hair we attached dryer sheets with clothes pins. And that was my costume. Possibly the most bizarre, yet most creative Halloween costume ever devised by a first grader’s imagination. I remember I won a Nerf ping pong set.
I know I have a picture of my costume somewhere, I’ll have to find it.
2. I have no surface feeling on the outside of my left leg. I was born with hip dysplasia (yes, the same thing that a lot of dogs get) and had to have surgery when I was eleven. After the surgery I noticed that I couldn’t feel that side of my leg and the doctor told me they probably just stretched out a nerve and feeling should come back in about six weeks. Well it’s been about fifteen years so I’m not holding my breath for it to come back any time soon.
3. I never missed a day of school for being sick until high school. In fact, the first time I ever missed a day of school was in third grade, the Friday before spring break and that was only because we were driving to Texas and my dad wanted to get a head start. I was out for like 2 months after I had my surgery, but I wasn’t really ’sick.’ It used to frustrate me that I was so healthy and never got to stay home from school!
4. I do not have a passport, and therefore I’ve never been anywhere that required a passport. This makes me sad.
5. I put peanut butter on my waffles and pancakes. With syrup. Growing up my mom would make waffles every Saturday morning and this was just the way we ate them in our house. I will not eat pancakes or waffles without peanut butter (and therefore I almost never order them in restaurants…you’d be surprised how many places do not have it). For some odd reason, this practice disgusts my husband and we’ve even mentioned the battle we will have trying to convert our futuristic kids to ‘our’ side of the proper way to eat waffles and pancakes. (I will win by the way.)
6. I middle school I was obsessed with The Beatles. Seriously. It was right around the time The Beatles Anthology came out and that only fueled my obsession. I wrote my research paper on them in 8th grade; it was like forty pages long (I think it only had to be ten). To this day I still know waaaay more about The Beatles than anyone my age should. Or anyone any age should. I’m not obsessed anymore, but they still hold a special place in my heart.
(I’m just kind of grateful my obsession was about the greatest band in history and not Jonathon Taylor Thomas or the Backstreet Boys like many other middle school girls at that time.)
So there you have it. Random things about my random life. Sorry Googlers, not much here about “McDonalds french fries” (that’s #4).
Maybe next time.
A couple of weeks ago I went to take pictures of Josh and Meredith’s new little boy Heath who was only three weeks old. He’s so cute and such a little guy! I think at three weeks he was just under 7 pounds.
Heath was a good model and pretty alert the whole time. Well, except for this first picture.
So peaceful.
I love black & white pictures of babies!
How could you not love this face?
Such a beautiful family.
I love these two of Meredith.
We even got the dogs involved in the photo shoot. I was so impressed they all sat and looked at the camera!
The one on the right (Mister) even gave me a smile!
I had a lot of fun taking pictures with little Heath. With babies this young you never know what to expect.
