Summer is my least favorite season. I love spring as it gets me out of winter…oh wait winter, winter is my least favorite. So maybe we should start over…
In order I love…
I love all of Fall, all of Spring and only the first halves of summer and winter. They are a great contrast, but after a month or so I am over it and ready to move to one of my favorites.
That means that right now Summer is my least favorite. I am done with it. I also realize it isn’t all really summers fault, #climatechange. But picture this…
I went to a potluck on Thursday, September 21st. The first day of Fall. I was excited about the potluck, which would be filled with very impressive women in Indy. All of them, women that have something to do with food. Some of the most impressive female chefs in Indy were included. To say I was nervous about what to make would be grossly miscategorizing the situation. We had a little cooling period and it seemed like Fall was not only a few days away on the calendar, but also in the air. So it seemed like the perfect time for chili over spaghetti squash. #FAIL! On the night of the event, it was 90 degrees outside and hot chili in the slow cooker was not the ideal menu item.
It has been in the nineties for days now and, while there is an end in sight, all I want is to put on a sweater, sit by the bonfire, and sip some warm apple cider. Please let this be my future soon. I would be so sad if this punch drunk summer (this is the same summer that turned up way too early and ruined the slow burn of spring) turned into a quick winter.
Go home summer, I am ready for Halloween decorations, apple cider, pumpkin carving and the unveiling of my sweater collection. Go home summer, you have outstayed your welcome.
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