...it's the best time of the year! But does that time of year really have to start in September?! Last month (you know, August!), I stepped into the commissary wearing a tank top and sweaty from my walk (because it was hot, you know, because it was August) and saw a huge display of Halloween candy! Now I love my York Peppermint Battys as much as then next person, but I have to put my foot down on the ridiculous meter when the Halloween candy is being sold over two months in advance! I'd barely gotten over the shock of that sight when I thought I caught a glimpse of some Christmas bows on an end cap at the PX...Christmas! I kept walking, certain I'd imagined what I saw or at least misinterpreted. Well, a few days later I found myself in the same area of the store as the first maybe-sighting. And sure enough, a full aisle of Christmas lights, decorations and bows had been set up. And a whole array of bikes and large toy items had been displayed as well. Craziness!
The weather has been doing its part to put us all in the holiday spirit. I don't know that if in my old age I'm simply forgetting how seasons and weather changes work, but I seem to recall that it's usually a gradual transition from summer to fall/winter. Yet in just a few days, I went from tank tops to fleece! Yesterday, to test the weather I put on my big ol' Chappy sweatshirt to go outside, hoping that when I stepped out into the sun it would clearly be too hot for the sweatshirt. My hopes were dashed as gusts of very cold wind affirmed my clothing choice. While I enjoy the fall, I wasn't quite ready to say goodbye to summer :-(
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