Tuesday, September 6, 2011


This weekend sailed by in a blur of end-of-summer fun. We saw my folks on the cape, visited with my pal Julian and his family, and then headed up to Maine to spend a few days with the always lovely Amy and her family. We beached and junked and ate and did our nails. The dogs ran in fields and got fleas, but it did not matter because everyone was on the awesome train and it stopped for nothing.

We returned home yesterday and as soon as we stepped in the door I started a full on unpacking and house cleaning blitz. Know why? Because it's September, people! September is the month which holds open the door to my one true love, October. Today I got our school books organized, worked on containing Rebecca's art supplies, and most importantly I decorated for fall.

I started by plugging in my pumpkin scented outlet thingies. Once I was grooving on that awesome fall smell I started hauling my fake gourds from the basement. It was when I started filling this cool garden box with moss that the crazy fall action really took off.

Look at that squirrel! Isn't he cute? I do not know why he is holding a pinecone.

Now I just need to get some pumpkins for my porch, some dried up leaves for the steps, and a pumpkin spice latte.

Blammo people! It's Fall!


Cheryl said...

Sorry to be a buzzkill on your Blammo! moment, but it's not fall. Not even in Maine.

Pom Pom said...

Oh, I am going to Maine in October. My first time! Woo hoo!
I love October,too. Well, I love September best, my birthday month! Yahoo!

Left-Handed Housewife said...

October rules. I was so happy when Will was born in October, I wanted an October baby so much (not so much a Halloween baby, which is what I got, but that has its charms, too).

How did you get that squirrel to stand so still? Eeery ...


Gisele said...

Know what's still on my counter from last fall? A striped pumpkin gourd. Still hard and unmoldy. I think it might last forever!