Everyday Moments

Not Ready to Give Up Summer

September 17, 2014

Fall is my favorite time of year. I really love (almost) everything about it. But I’m just not ready for it this year.

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St. Louis had the most mild, crazy nice summer we’ve had in years. We had like…maybe 10 hot days the entire summer. 10! It’s pretty unbelievable, actually. The past three months have just flown by. I feel like there’s just so much I didn’t do.

I was so excited to be making homemade popsicles all summer, but then never got around to buying a mold.

I think we visited Ted Drewes maybe once this summer.

I never got a base tan. Let’s be honest for a minute, though…that normally doesn’t happen to me. I’m getting more conscience about how I treat my skin as I’m getting older. SPF 50 like every 30 minutes. Not even kidding. Plus, I burn so easily that it’s not really a choice.

Didn’t attend a food truck event.

Didn’t get to do as much trail running this summer as I have in the past. I had triathlons and now half marathon training to thank for that. However, let’s be honest…fall is the best time for trail running.

Didn’t attend any outdoor concerts.

I hate pumpkin. Oh, don’t even get me started on how much I dislike pumpkin. And pie. I really don’t like fruit pies, which is a fall staple I feel like. It’s actually an all-year thing.

I’m not ready to pull on my boots.

I didn’t get to go row boating in Forest Park.

No rooftop drinks were had and only a couple patios were visited.

Still haven’t been on a float trip.

That landscaping project we wanted to do this summer? Nope. Waiting another year.

We went sailing once. ONCE!

I wouldn’t call this past summer a fail, but I certainly didn’t get to do as much as I would have liked. One of the things I’m really looking forward to this fall is pouring myself a glass of wine and sitting by our fire pit on our back patio. In sweatpants, of course. Our fall schedule is so jam-packed (such as weddings three weekends in a row) that we don’t have room to add more activities. However, there’s always next summer

—m.

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