Feeling Fall

We're going through a cool spell in Salt Lake City. It's a mere 74 degrees as I right this, which after a hot summer feels downright chilly. The highs predicted for the next few days are in the upper 80s and lower 90s - not very high for summer here. We have slept with our bedroom windows open since sometime in May (we don't have air conditioning) and this morning I woke up freezing. We haven't had more than just a sheet on our bed since June, and at 4am I woke up and got (okay, Chris got it) a blanket to put on the bed. It was 55 degrees when we left for work, and that, my friends, is downright fall-like.

I'm feeling all nostalgic and nest-y, thinking back to when we bought our house in fall of last year. I never got that nest-y feeling when I bought my condo in Summer of 2002, probably because, while my condo was home, I was young and single and it was more of a party house than a home. When I think of my condo I think of drunken nights in the pool, jagermeister, and talking with our friends and my roommates on the balcony until the middle of the night. When I think of our house, I think of our garden, our enormous trees, bread in the oven, nightly dinners at the table, and sitting on a blanket in the front yard (in the summer) or snuggling on our sofa (in the winter) and watching the people walk by our front window. And, of course, the occasional drunken night with friends. I don't think those will ever be a thing of the past.

The onset of fall (or this brief cool spell) actually feels pretty good, it always has. Although summer is my favorite season, I always feel the most content in the fall. I love wearing a jacket, seeing the leaves change and fall, and anticipating the first snowfall. The change of seasons is such a magical thing, I truly think I would have a hard time living somewhere where they were less pronounced. There are few things I love more than sitting in a cozy house watching the snow fall.

That being said, I'm going to go and sit outside with a glass of wine while I still can.

posted by Ami @ Thursday, August 31, 2006 0 Comments

Yeah, Yeah

So I never write here anymore. Unless I'm going out of town. For some reason "update website" always comes to mind when I'm making my getting-ready-to-leave-town to-do list, which makes no sense since I don't update it any other time.

So the last trip (to Wyoming for Chris' family reunion) was great. We ate a ton of food, played drunken golf, went to Fort Laramie (awesome!), and Chris' parents have cable so I got to watch the My Fair Brady Wedding Special. Oh my god, I was in heaven. I love watching those two nut jobs because they make me feel oh, so normal.

We had an unprecedented TWO whole weekends in town with no plans between then and now. We spent them not doing much of anything. Chris did some zoo stuff. We went out to celebrate my 5-year work anniversary. (Which was in March, but they give you $50 to go out to dinner and we hadn't used it yet.) We went to the Saturday's Voyeur at the Salt Lake Acting Company, which probably means jack shit to you unless you're local. In fact, we bought season tickets to the SLAC. We went to a baseball game. And the drive-in. The usual summer fare.

Tomorrow we are leaving town to go to Denver. Chris' dad turned 70 this past December, and we decided that we'd all go to a baseball game in Denver this summer to celebrate. It should be a good time. We're going out for sushi on Thursday night, going to a waterpark on Friday, hiking on Saturday, and doing our NFL draft on Sunday. We'll be back Monday night, at which point I will continue to ignore this website.

posted by Ami @ Wednesday, August 09, 2006 0 Comments