I Feel Like I'm Falling For Fall

I feel like I'm falling for Fall. This was the song that I heard playing on Noggin today and for the first time this year, I've truly felt it. Today has been the first truly cloudy day so far for us in this part of California. We have been having (what I felt was) unseasonably hot weather. Just earlier this week it was in the mid 80s and I was dressing Mekayla in shorts and a tank top, wondering what was wrong with the weather. However this morning, I actually had to give some thought to how I dressed my little ones, beyond just looking cute and presentable, and take weather into consideration.

This evening, as I was doing the dinner dishes, I looked out the window and couldn't help but feel like we are now truly in Fall. It's a different feeling than the rest of the year. I am looking forward for the temperature to drop and to the cozier things in life. To dress my little ones and bundle them up so they are warm, cozy and loved. I am looking forward to dusting off my trusty Kitchenaid mixer and baking up batches and batches of cookies. I love the smell of warm cookies and apple pie in the oven. It gives the house such a warm and safe feeling even when the weather outside is trying to tell you the opposite.

I feel a settling almost. I am finally ready for the excitement and fun of summer to melt away in anticipation of a new, calmer and serene season regardless of what month the calendar says it is. The days get shorter, the clouds start rolling in and everything feels different. It is not the same sunset that I witnessed yesterday. Tonight's twilight marked the dawn of a different season for me. It's the season to let God fill our hearts with love, life and thanksgiving.

Should I? Would I? Could I?

Questions! Questions galore. So, I've kind of dreamed on and off about what it would be like to be a food reviewer. I love food. Love, love, love food. Maybe a little too much. I love eating food, watching shows about food, reading about food, looking at pretty pictures of food and most of the time, cooking food. I say most of the time because the thought of cleaning up sometimes is a bit of a deterrant but not usually.

I casually mentioned this to Abbey in a conversation we had recently and she pointed me in the direction of the Well Fed Network blogs (she is a regular contributor to 2 of their blogs). So I went there and checked them out, and 2 blogs caught my attention. One was Edible TV (great for food show fans) and the other was Well Fed On the Town. I would occasionally pop in to check out what's new, read up on restaurant review in towns I've never been to but would love to visit, and find out what's happening in the world of food television (Food Network specifically - my TV at home is either on 1. Playhouse Disney, 2. Noggin or 3. Food Network).

Then last night, this post really caught my eye.... It simply reads"Writers Wanted!" I read the description and my heart started racing. I immediately wondered... Oh should I (submit an email)? Would I (be accepted)? Could I (be great at this and live one of my dreams)? I mean the description reads so tantalizingly delicious....

"Do you love eating out?" - Yes yes I do!!! A little too much for my budget even....

Salivate over upcoming food events? - Uh huh....

Cherish cooking courses and spa weekends? - I would love to attend a cooking course and who doesn't like a spa visit. I usually only get to go for a day. To go for a weekend would be simply over the top!!!

So, should I? Would I? Could I? What do you think?

P.S. The only person who is ever so sweet and write comments to me is dear Abbey. So, for the rest of you, now's your time. I have no idea who's reading my blog but if you are, here's your great opportunity to write something back. :) Unless there's no one reading this but Abbey and Carter (who thinks it might be inappropriate to comment in his wife's blog) in which case, oh well - sob.

Stating the Obvious?

Lately, little Miss Mekayla has been a tad bit particular about the temperature of her bath water. Her Daddy will set it and fill it and then as she gingerly climbs into the bath, she may occasionally inform him that it's too hot. However, the other night, the following conversation ensued:

Daddy: Okay, get in the bath. Be careful.
(Mekayla gets in.)
Daddy: So, how's the water?
Mekayla: It's wet.

Hmmm. Keen observation by that one...