I like my air like I like my chicken nuggets. Crispy.

Last week we went to Costco to stock up on burgers and buns for a barbecue we're having with friends tonight. We were looking at the buns when I asked Cory if I should just pick up an 8-pack at Smith's instead. "I don't know why you keep thinking summer is over. It's barely August. 

We still have three months left of grilling season."

I guess he's technically right but, if we're being completely honest, he's also 1000% wrong. 

I think my internal clock is synced with Target. And right now Target has their back-to-school stuff set up and mama's in full on fall mode over here. AAAAND Michael's has most of their fall and Halloween decorations 50% off. So I did what any sane person obsessed with fall would do. Dropped $20 on candles, watercolor paper and paint. Because these chilly mornings are begging for creation.

Every year I feel like I wake up when fall comes. The crisp morning air gives me life. I love that I have to turn off our ceiling fan in the morning because the house is 68* and it's just too cold. I live for the nights we sit on the deck. Cory sprawls out on his chair and sips his cream soda trying will summer to last a little longer. I huddle across from him with the goofiest grin on my face and make up songs about needing a sweater because it's chilly. While I sing Cory rolls his eyes and calls me ridiculous and I get the giddy stomach shakes because sweater weather is coming and hi, could I be any more basic? 

I guess what I'm trying to say is fall is here whether Cory likes/believes it or not. 

It's here and I am l o v i n g it. 

tbt to some previously posted pictures of Jude from last fall because I just can't help myself! 

Oh, and I guess I'm trying out proper capitalization again. My brain is trying to convince me that since I'm almost 26 I should probably start taking myself seriously, but we'll see how long that lasts.