Fall = Happy Face

I love fall because:

1. Pumpkin Spice Lattes - Starbucks, you get it right with this one. I will gladly spend $6 on your delicious treats between the months of September and whenever you stop selling Pumpkin Spice-flavored drinks. I'll use my Keurig otherwise. (at least until a Coffee Bean and Tea Leaf makes its way to this town. White chocolate ice blended = heaven)
2. College football - Have we met?
3. Scarves / Boots / Pea Coats - I LOVE fall/winter fashion. Now that I can work out again for the first time in two years (thanks a lot, Chrysler) I will be able to wear leggings again! Can you imagine a more comfortable outfit than leggings, an oversized men's hooded sweatshirt, and Uggs? I certainly can't.
4. Cooking for the Holidays - I love cooking. Everyone knows this. Not to ring my own bell, but I'm not bad, either. On my to-do list this fall: perfected pumpkin cupcakes with cream cheese frosting, pumpkin cheesecake, frozen hot chocolate, and infinity different things in my crock pot.
5. Winter scented candles from Bath and Body Works - I cant even describe how these smell, but I hoard them in my candle cabinet and get giddy everytime I see them in their little silver boxes. Not as giddy as a robin's egg blue box, but close.
6. I can finally sleep with my balcony door open- I get the best sleep when its 50* in my apartment and I'm buried underneath my king-sized down comforter. Don't even think about breaking in, potential criminals. I have a killer guard dog AND I'm armed.
   
   

   

   Pretty good, yes?





7.  My favorite shows return - Dexter, It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia, Sons of Anarchy. Yes, please.




8. The potential for cuddling while watching movies in front of a fireplace with a handsome man - Fairly self explanatory, I think. Maybe I won't be single forever? (fingers crossed)




9. Hot chocolate with rumplemintz - This is the best drink for tailgating in sub-zero temperatures. Or Top Golf, for that matter. I dare you to dislike this.




10. Walking my dog does not automatically equal death via heat stroke - I dread walking my dog in triple-digit heat. I stress out when we get back to my apartment and he falls to the floor after walking up and down a flight of stairs.  Temps drop and voila! Everyone's happy again.

Its happy hour time, therefore, I'm outta this joint. (i.e. my apartment) Happy Weekend!

SM