It's time for THE CHANGE...and for once, I'm not talking menopause.

It's only the middle of summer, isn't it? I'm sitting here at my computer, staring out the window, wishing like crazy I was looking at all the pretty colored leaves drifting down from the trees. (I was going to say "wishing I was looking at a view like this picture" but that would mean I've thrown my computer out the window and am posting to my blog while laying flat on my back). Instead, I'm watching the grass fry, the plants wilt and some little old lady stealing bricks out of my neighbors backyard. Hmm. I think that's my neighbors mother, actually. I hope so anyway. I don't know that I've heard stories of any elderly brick thieves in the neighborhood so I think I'll hold off on that call to 911. Besides, any old woman that can tote that many bricks at once could probably whup me...no point getting her all riled up, is there? Anywho, back to the topic at hand...fall. Or Autumn. Or That Blessed Season That Follows Summer. Whatever name you give it, it's the time of year that signals the beginning of the holidays. Well, that's what it means to me, anyway. The weather gets cooler, the leaves start turning colors, the days get just a little shorter. You start hearing of the Oklahoma Sooners victories on ESPN every Saturday evening. (Had to throw that in there for my fellow Okie's. All you Ohio people, I'm sorry. We'll always have Johnny Bench in common, though, right?) Can't you just smell the pumpkin pies baking? Okay, so if you were in my house during the fall, chances are you'd be smelling scented candles designed to smell like I've been baking my little heart out instead of the real thing, but lets not start splitting hairs now. Oh. I. Am. So. Ready. For. Fall. Anybody else feel this way?