Yes, I am just getting into Fall. The first hints of chill in the night air, and the first leaves changing, however washed out the color due to the drought. The visit tomorrow by the furnace guy to do the PM on the furnace.
I don't like the shortening of the days, though. Fall chill and sunset at 830pm would be just about right however screwed up the science behind it.
The only reason to sing Christmas carols in September is if you belong to a particularly untalented choral group that needs all the practice you can get before December.
Or if you're 5 years old and already counting the days.
I can do without the whiteness and cold for a while yet. Give me the golds, oranges, and reds, and the apple cider, fresh-baked spice cookies, and pumpkin custard pie.
It's already too cool to wear those here in northern Illinois. At least I think it is, but my cold tolerance has plummted since the days when I used to wear shorts in 20F degree weather.
We had a measly month and a half of summer here in Western Washington this year. I've had to turn the heat on in the morning for nearly a week now. It's been long sleeves and real shoes with socks for almost all of September. sigh. BUT! The Vine Maples are blushing a brilliant red. Gorgeous!
Stop and Shop supermarkets have inflated giant plastic balls with clear front hemisphere, probably seven or eight feet in diameter, with blower attachment and internal lighting, of a plastic snowman and fake evergreen trees and white picture of show background, with plastic white stuff imitating snow coming down inside, driven by the blower motor.
Oh, I forgot to add that they are display models, one can buy one for a mere $149.99 or so.
I feel assured that there will be colonies of them in yards in some number of weeks (most of them are unlikely to be grouped in the same yards, though one never knows. There are some afficionadoes of kitsch around, who are wont to had their kitschy display of the season up. One such family I thought had moved away because there was a stretch of months when there was no kitschy stuff in the yard, and then one day there was a large seasonal kitschy display popped up there again
It's not that bad. If I were moving from Chicago, I wouldn't move to Houston. Maybe Austin where it's a dry heat. I've lived in Houston all of my life, so adaptation has occurred.
Kim has actually suggested moving to Colorado. Aliens have abducted my wife. This is a lady who said any place north of Dallas got too cold. She's been doing a lot of work outside for a neighbor this summer, so that has affected her thoughts this year.
Oh, Lord -- I suppose we should just be grateful that they waited until AFTER August, which is when the first tendrils of Xmas Fever seem to creep from the closet where the ornaments are stored.
I forget which company--Staples? Target?--had a commercial that ran in early August a few years back. You see a man with a shopping cart waltzing down the store aisles while "It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year" plays.
The first time I saw this, I started screaming at the TV: "It's AUGUST! What is wrong with you people!!"
And then the camera pulls back, and you see two adolescent kids sulking along behind the dad, and the voiceover talks about a back-to-school sale. I nearly hurt myself laughing. I hope the ad exec who thought of that one got a bonus.
I dodge the Christmas Music Twitch by playing my iTunes library on random, so I get the occasional Christmas song all year long. In fact, "Father Christmas" by the Kinks just started up. Though that's a bit of an anti-Christmas song.
That was a Staples ad. I -still- have allergic reasons to "Back to School" and figure that I probably always will, and was acutely uncomfortable at a New England folk arts festival because it was in a high school, even though I got out of h/e/l/l public school a long time ago.
The Staples ad I really liked was one which showed a man sitting in front of a office desk, saying, "I told my wife that if she could get a higher paying job than I, I'd stay home with the kids," and then there's the sound of a baby crying and up the fellow gets and runs to deal with the situation.
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Too much Christmas, too early makes me grinchy.
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I'm afraid I'll start seeing the holiday stuff in the stores sometime around Halloween.
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I like to enjoy Halloween and Thanksgiving. Christmas does just fine in December. ;-)
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I don't like the shortening of the days, though. Fall chill and sunset at 830pm would be just about right however screwed up the science behind it.
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Rumor has it a cold front will go through tonight. We'll drop from 1a high of 105 to 85...
Hot tub weather...oooo.
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Echoing that here.
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I can do without the whiteness and cold for a while yet. Give me the golds, oranges, and reds, and the apple cider, fresh-baked spice cookies, and pumpkin custard pie.
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Eeep.
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I feel assured that there will be colonies of them in yards in some number of weeks (most of them are unlikely to be grouped in the same yards, though one never knows. There are some afficionadoes of kitsch around, who are wont to had their kitschy display of the season up. One such family I thought had moved away because there was a stretch of months when there was no kitschy stuff in the yard, and then one day there was a large seasonal kitschy display popped up there again
Ugh
We are supposed to get a cool front today, though.
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I don't think I could handle 100+ for too many days in a row. It's the one thing that slams on the brakes when I think of retiring to Texas.
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(Anonymous) 2005-09-30 01:17 pm (UTC)(link)Kim has actually suggested moving to Colorado. Aliens have abducted my wife. This is a lady who said any place north of Dallas got too cold. She's been doing a lot of work outside for a neighbor this summer, so that has affected her thoughts this year.
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The first time I saw this, I started screaming at the TV: "It's AUGUST! What is wrong with you people!!"
And then the camera pulls back, and you see two adolescent kids sulking along behind the dad, and the voiceover talks about a back-to-school sale. I nearly hurt myself laughing. I hope the ad exec who thought of that one got a bonus.
I dodge the Christmas Music Twitch by playing my iTunes library on random, so I get the occasional Christmas song all year long. In fact, "Father Christmas" by the Kinks just started up. Though that's a bit of an anti-Christmas song.
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The Staples ad I really liked was one which showed a man sitting in front of a office desk, saying, "I told my wife that if she could get a higher paying job than I, I'd stay home with the kids," and then there's the sound of a baby crying and up the fellow gets and runs to deal with the situation.
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