October was all like “Now you know you couldn’t start Fall without me ya’ll! Bizzow! Octobah is in the hizz-ouse!! Now let’s get this party started!“
(That’s how I would imagine October would sound if it were, in fact, a sentient being and could, you know, talk)
We kicked the season off right last week with a favorite annual tradition: our “First Day of Fall Soiree,” which was literally so much fun that I completely forgot to take pictures. (Trust me on this, ok? It totally rocked. For realz.) And I wouldn’t be surprised if my husband and I literally turned into a couple of pumpkins for all of the delicious pumpkin by-products we’ve ingested over the last 9 days.
(Word of the day? Literally.)
This weekend we’ve both been plagued by yucky colds, which forced us to slow down, stay in, and indulge in some truly delicious rest & relaxation. We’re talking great books, classic movies, steamy mugs of apple cider, open windows, lingering brunches, tandem motorcycle adventures, and lots of laughter. (My husband’s the coolest – have I mentioned that lately?)
Last night, temps dipped into the 40’s, so I decided to find a unique way to warm up…
Inside a flaming hula-hoop!!!
And nice n’ toasty! I think I’m hooked. A fire hoop may just be on my birthday list!
Weekend phone dump: