It's true - there really are seasons in the South!
I woke up on Monday morning to cold, rainy, brutal rain and wind. The trash can I had set out the night before was spread across the road and the rain made little, ice cold rivers. My friends back in the Midwest may disagree when I argue the Texas fall season, but it's for real. ... At least until about 11 am. That's when it jumps back into the mid-70s. :)
The people are crazy here with their below 80 degrees excitement. I think I saw Ugg boots, scarves, and sweaters within days of sun-bathing in the backyard! I've got to be honest, though, it's hard to not jump in with the rest of 'em. Monday evening when I got home, all I wanted to do was slip into a sweatshirt and have something warm to drink; and that's exactly what I did!
A sweatshirt, a cup 'o joe, and the last Philip Pullman book in the "His Dark Materials" series. Now that's a good Monday night! Especially when it's followed by hanging out with the girls to make fun of yet another ridiculous Bachelor episode.
These days are happening so fast!
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