Evidence of a Busy Week

Last week was a super busy week. I think the best way to
convey to you how busy my week was, is with the following story. On Monday morning I ran out of deodorant. So I used Dave's for a day, but he ran out on Tuesday morning. So until Saturday night when I finally got around to buying more deodorant, I used Axe body spray. Yes, for 4 days I went about my daily business smelling like a middle-school aged boy who just returned from gym class. The strangest part was that I didn't even care.

After smothering myself in Axe on Saturday morning, Dave looked at me with a face full of disapproval/disgust and said "I really wish you'd buy more deodorant so you didn't smell like a little boy anymore."

65 Degrees = Winter Coat Weather?

This evening I was walking around our apartment complex silently laughing at all the people wearing beanies and jackets even though it was still 65 degrees outside.

About an hour later Dave and I decided to go on a drive. Upon opening the door and being greeted by the cooler than usual temperature, a startled and slightly alarmed Dave quickly shut the door. He went to our coat closet and emerged wearing his incredibly puffy winter coat.

I guess a 115 degree weather really does take its toll on you.

A Craving For Deciduous Trees

Lately I've had a craving for deciduous trees. As the days pass and the bright, fiery colors of Autumn continue to hide from us who inhabit southern Nevada, my craving grows worse.

When I look out my window I am greeted by this unusual depiction of Fall....




The Fall scenery with which I am more accustomed to looks something like this...




Dear Autumn in Places with Deciduous Trees,

I miss listening to your leathery leaves dance in the breeze.
I miss your vibrant colors.
I miss the feel of your leaves crunching under my shoes.
I miss the smell of your cool, crisp air.
I miss watching your leaves glide gently to the ground.

Love,

Megan