Today is a beautifully perfect fall day - crisp and a little warm with traces of summer that was...? wait, a summer that should have been. Maybe I'm just a tad bit bummed out that I have to be sitting here at work while I'd much rather be enjoying the warmth of the day doing anything with a couple friends.
But seriously. This has to have been the most pathetic, unpredictably predictable, COLD, wet, ugly summer I've known since living in this glorious little city (I really do like Bellingham). Sure, there were a couple "nice" days, but I swear the temperature NEVER got above 85, never. Not even once for an hour or anything. We are turning out to have a beautiful fall, but fall is supposed to be the last bit of fun before we get into the plain old dreary wet winter that defines western Washington. And though I'm a proud washingtonian born and raised (one year in Illinois and California at ages 5 and 6, respectively do not count) , I am morally opposed to socks with sandals and therefore have not been able to fully enjoy all the brilliant, cute, sexy, fun shoes that I would normally wear in the summer.
I know, I know... "get over it". But I can't help what I want and what I want right now is to go play on the beach and lie in the grass in a park or my backyard, pick berries and make basil lemonade and not be freezing cold when I'm done with it all. *sigh* Welll, I suppose there's always next year...
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