Fall Fever


When I was in college I hated being there, so I took to daydreaming. I guess I didn’t think of it as daydreaming, but more of a visual plan for the future, and it was among these “future plans” that I stored plenty of mental slides of what autumn would look like  as a newlywed. Of course in all things imagined instances I was dressed fabulously with one of those tasteful pattern-mixed ensembles PInterest addicts everywhere would approve. Also, my hair was that perfect length  where the ends are five fingers above the elbow ( yes, I just used “fingers” as a standard of measurement) and they’re curled into perfect spirals.  My husband always looked great too, in a blue gingham shirt with a pumpkin under his arm that we just bought from an orchard, and we would walk hand in hand to a nearby Starbucks to pick up some lattes.

Truth. It’s Autumn and my hair still sucks. Not really, I still have some of the highlights from my wedding, but it’s a few inches off from being that perfect length. I was always too lazy to curl my hair in college, marriage hasn’t changed that about me either.  Due to my new job most of my outfits have consisted of red and khaki so, while I do try to look cute for work I’m sure I’ve let the imaginary fashionista-pinners down with  my boring Target uniforms.  I dress up for church sometimes, but I do miss having friends that tell me my outfit look nice. Is that totally lame? Probably. Moving on.

But we do have pumpkins! I bought them, at Aldi’s. I was so stoked to see them there.  In fact, I was so excited to buy these pumpkins I found myself pushing two elderly women out of the way as I dove headfirst into the large cardboard stand.  I had to find good ones after all. Don’t worry about the old ladies, we became friends after I made two pumpkin dives for them as well.  They wanted cute pumpkins, and I wanted jack-o-lantern worthy ones, so after we all found what we were looking for we drove our grocery carts our separate ways. Both pumpkins are on my front steps. While they add a small amount of visual appeal to our entrance as is, we haven’t been able to carve them yet.  My husband I bought a pumpkin at an orchard while we were dating with plans to carve it. It didn’t happen. First we attempted to draw on the pumpkin with a sharpie until we discovered how horrible we both were at simple art.  Naturally, we decided that the best fate for the vegetable was to be rolled down the college bowling lanes. We had a grand old time, and I’m pretty sure I bowled a strike or two.  As much fun as it was, I do my Aldi’s pumpkins serve the purpose I bought them for. October isn’t over yet, so I still have hope.

Now lattes. I enjoyed my first pumpkin spice latte a few weeks ago, and now I’m convinced that stuff has crack in it. My mother (also a Starbucks addict) has often joked that the vanilla and cinnamon shakers provided for the customers to alter their drinks are actually laced with addictive substances to keep their customers coming back for more. I used to laugh at her. Now I don’t think she’s that far off.  Ever since that taste of heaven I’m back at the in-store Starbucks every chance I get. I’ve found myself pushing $4.01 across the counter in change with withdrawal-induced shaking hands. Why? I’ve even memorized how much it costs with the employee discount! I’ve gone without eating to indulge myself with that sweet elixir of the harvest season. I mean I’m fine now but what am I going to when winter comes? I don’t like peppermint!

All that said, even though my newlywed autumn isn’t exactly how I pictured it, I love it! I wish my husband and I had days off together more often, but it’s okay because I celebrate my October days off with some horror flicks and errands, by errands I mean mapping out my next couponing expedition.  It’s been great, being married is the best thing that’s happened to me!

Until Next Time.

Honestly Modest


My Alphabetical Ode to Autumn


Baked goods. I know, talking about food right off the bat. Summer desserts involving ice cream don’t go well with my lactose intolerance. After the crazy heat waves we get in the summer, fall is the first time it’s okay to even turn on your oven.

Color palette. I wear “fall colors” all year. September is probably the first time in the year I don’t look completely out of place. I get to proudly don my mustard yellows. navy blues and burgundies.

Decor. Dorm life is a bit restricting (budget and space-wise) when it comes to decorating. Not to mention that everything I think constitutes fall decor is a fire hazard, except pumpkins. Thanks to my roommate we have two pumpkins right now; that’s our fall decor this year. Since I can’t decorate my dorm room, I decorate my imaginary house on Pinterest instead.

Excitement. A good friend of mine once said that the only reason we go back to school is to see your friends and show off your new clothes. So true. Every year I rush back to school, talk to all my friends, show off some new threads and think “okay, I’m done now. I can go home now. ”

Fashion. I already mentioned that the colors for fall are amazing. I have a ridiculous scarf and cardigan obsession that I don’t get to put to practical use for six months out of the year. Fall is the perfect weather to satisfy my fetish. It’s cool enough to wear a cardigan, but not cold enough to have to wear a jacket over it. Perfect.

God Loves Me Sign – Thunderstorms! I know that’s weird, and some people consider thunderstorms to be more scary than inspiring. I don’t remember when I officially declared thunderstorms as my  God-Loves-Me Sign, but since then I can’t even tell you how many times I was having a bad day, and  I would look up to the sight of lightning illuminating the sky. God was telling me He loved me:)

A pumpkin carved into a jack-o'-lantern for Ha...

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Harvest Fest. Our college hosts three major  “dating activities” every year. The first event of the year is a trip to the apple orchard that we call “Harvest Fest.” We visit the orchard, eat some amazing pumpkin donuts, get lost in a corn maze, laugh at people falling off the mechanical bull and just have fun.I really enjoy it. Growing up in California, I thought the only thing that marked a season change was the calendar. One of my favorite things about moving to the Midwest is enjoying the season changes.

Imagery. As I’ve mentioned a couple times already, I grew up in Southern California. It’s great, like a perpetual summer. That said, the first time I saw a true autumn was three years ago. I was so awed by all the beauty in the colors everywhere. Now that it’s my fourth autumn here I appreciate it even more. I like to take advantage of the days I can look outside and see grass on the ground and leaves on the trees, because I realize that pretty soon winter’s going to come and kill everything by freezing it to death and covering it with snow. Such a downer, right?

Jack-O-Lanterns. Halloween is one of my favorite holidays (if you can call it that.) Since I’ve been in college I haven’t been able to dress up or go to any haunted houses. Thanks to Pinterest I have enough ideas to host Halloween parties for the next three years. Who doesn’t love strobe lights, dry ice, haunted walk-throughs, cheesy slasher movie marathons, and mounds of candy?

Kicks. Boots are amazing! They’re the attractive transition between sporting my toe rings via flip-flops and layering three pairs of socks and snow boots.  Best part? They’re comfy and look good. Win! Can’t forget about tights. They’re great when I’m all out of nylons, and now the black and  brown is socially acceptable again, I can wear them with anything!

Leaves. I know I already talked about them a little bit in imagery, but they are one of my favorite things about autumn. I love them so much they need to have their own category. They are beautiful. When I was moving here after high school graduation, aside from all the warnings about cold weather, everyone made some comment about me getting to “experience the seasons” for the first time. When I look at the trees outside, I know exactly what they meant.

Motivation. Every year I come to school with a new planner for my homework and good intentions; both are usually gone by November. I set the same goals for myself every year: I’m not going to procrastinate, I’m going to study for all the tests ahead of time, and I’m going to keep track of all my assignments. I have yet to reach the “all” part on any of those, but I’ll give myself enough credit to say that there has been slight improvement over the years. It’s just that the motivation and drive I come to school with just doesn’t seem to make it to Thanksgiving. Ever.

Nerd weather. You know what I mean- that cold and rainy weather where you just wanna curl up on the couch with a good book and some coffee? Yes. Except during school I only have textbooks which I have to read and therefore cannot enjoy (ha ha); also the lack of a

Autumn is back

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private couch doesn’t help.

One hour more of sleep! It’s the “fall back” one:) The daylight savings time where you try to convince your dorm supervisor that you can actually stay out until eleven, because “technically” it’s ten (I’ve tried it every year, never works.) You get to go have an extra hour of  sleep and actually wake up rested on Sunday morning.

Pumpkin Spice! There is no better way to start a morning than with pumpkin spice creamer in my coffee. Makes the day tolerable. I try not to get too carried away with the whole pumpkin spice thing; last time I went to the orchard (refer to H), we ordered half a dozen pumpkin donuts, and silly me ordered a pumpkin spice cappuccino. You can’t wash down pumpkin spice with pumpkin spice. Lesson learned.

Quick Semester. Advice to freshmen: if possible, take your hard classes in the fall. The semester starts in September and ends in the middle of December with a couple breaks in between. The semester is too short for the teacher to cover all the necessary material; therefore they can’t teach a lot, and since they didn’t cover a lot of information, the tests don’t cover a lot of information.  All of the teachers trying to cram information and assignments into that small span of time really makes the semester fly by.

Soup! I know, again  with the food. The college dining hall usually serves three different meal options at lunch. It’s a good idea, but the problem is they serve all their good options on the same day and all their bad meals on the same day as well. So, the lines are always backed up because people are trying to weigh which is the best choice, or which is the most edible. During the fall and some winter they have soup! It’s great for the days when all the lines are completely ruled out because they are serving either fish, spaghetti, or zucchini I have another option!

Thanksgiving. A holiday devoted to food? Yes. Okay, I realize that wasn’t the original intent of Thanksgiving, but that is what it is today. It’s a time to gather with our loved ones, enjoy a meal and count our blessings.  It’s all about the three f’s: Family, Food, and Football.

Umbrellas. I love them. They have practical uses such as: stopping rain, acting as a weapon if necessary, or getting someone you don’t like completely drenched (on accident of course!)

Verge of graduation.  Two-hundred and five days from now, I will be a college graduate. I’ll be able to make coffee wherever I want, not worry about wearing a robe in the hallway, or calling my peers “miss”. As the end of this semester comes, I’ll be halfway there!  I’m sure as I walk down to receive my diploma all of the crazy things I’ve gone through will be worth it.

Wind. The wind is so perfect in autumn. It’s not as hot and humid as it is the summer, but it’s not Chicago winter cold where you can feel the breeze go right through you. So, I like to enjoy this 3 month span of time where it’s enjoyable to be outside.

X.  I have no idea what to write for x. I have no knowledge about xylophones or x-rays.

Yearning for the holidays. Fall semester is great because you have two holiday breaks to look forward to!  I’ve only gone home for Christmas, but I’ve enjoyed spending Thanksgiving with my local friend’s families over the years. Of course, no one is complaining about the days off school either:)

Zombies! They go hand in hand with this season, right?  Halloween is this month and the new season of the Walking Dead just came out. Also, zombies start with Z, and I think that’s a good note to leave off on:)

The Listology of Autumn

I don’t have favorites.  I think in lists:  “My Top 10  All-Time Favorite Movies”,  “5 Things I Would Bring to a Deserted Island”,  “10 Places I Want to See Before I Die” etc.  Point is,  I list things.  If you read my last post you are aware that I am not quite ready for Summer to end just yet.  So….I decided to psyche myself up by thinking of ten things that I love about fall.

  1. A New Start.  I love starting over:  school, life, job, relationships (you get the idea.) Every new school year we are guaranteed that.  A new beginning. Last year, last semester, the summer, it’s all in the past.  All that matters is the present and the future and what you bring to it.
  2. The Weather.  I know, I know, I always talk about being a California girl and soaking in the perpetual sunshine under a palm tree, BUT there is a world out there with more than one season!  One thing I have learned to enjoy is the feel of Autumn air. It’s cold, crisp and refreshing.  I go on walks around the lake just to breathe it in.
  3. Sweaters! Yes. Random I know, but I have a lot of them.  I don’t ever get to wear them.  It’s never quite cool enough to be a sweater day.  Especially when I’m only home for the summer.  So there they lay, in my closet, waiting to be worn.  I love how versatile they are.  They can be dressed up or dressed down so easily. I am all about easy outfits 🙂
  4. The People. I realize that people came after sweaters.  Well, sometimes sweaters are easier to deal with than people?  I do love people and especially that first week back.  I love everyone.  I get so happy to see familiar faces that I find myself throwing my arms around girls that I claimed “got on my nerves”.  I just want to see everyone, hear what everyone has been up to.  Catch up.
  5. Thunderstorms! If there’s one thing Indiana can do well is bring on a great thunderstorm.  I love it. Whether I’m inside or outside doesn’t matter. The sound of thunder excites me!  It’s my God loves me sign. When I see that bright flash across the sky I don’t really know what else I’m supposed to think of.  My God did this, what can yours do?
  6. Scarves, Layering, accessories. I like the way scarves look. They are easy to throw on when I can’t find a necklace to match.  Problem is I feel ridiculous sporting one in this heat. The practical use of a scarf aside from garnishing an outfit is to keep the neck warm. Here I can assure you I have no problem with that.  I don’t really need to be kept warm at all.  The sun takes care of that very well thank you.
  7. Dressing up again. All summer I’ve thrown my hair back (before I got it cut anyway) and threw on some flip-flops and I was ready to go.  No make-up, no jewelry, nothing.  The natural plain-Jane look flies here. I don’t mind it…it’s just that after a while I feel so bleh.  I miss getting ready because it made me feel like I had somewhere to go. Doing my hair, picking outfits and accessories, I enjoy it, I miss it.
  8. Dark Nails.  Summer is definitely not the time to bring out the EMO polish. For some reason in autumn I can paint my nails black and no one thinks anything of it. No one rushes over to pull my sleeves up in search of cuts or digs through my drawers for dark poetry. Everyone is in darker colors. It’s acceptable 🙂
  9. The Trench Coat!!:) I had wanted one for such a looong time. Khaki, double-breasted, belted and knee-length, and guess what my mother bought me just the other day? I was so excited! It’s so versatile, so timeless. I’m in love. I open my closet door just to look at it sometimes. To make sure it’s still there. I’m kidding of course. Or am I?
  10. The Leaves.  I never knew leaves could take on so many different colors.  It’s the visual symphony of nature. Our last glimpse of beauty before it takes on a snowy blanket for who knows how long. I remember on Sunday mornings looking down the streets in Chicago and seeing how the trees on both sides seemed to naturally frame these tunnels. The leaves falling over cars and the side walk. I don’t know how to explain it, but I loved it. I looked out the window every week of Autumn in search of that glimpse of picturesque suburbia.