I’ve been waiting patiently for at least a semblance of fall weather to arrive. I hate the years when I don’t get to wear my sweaters and boots. I’m at an age where I look way better if I am covered in layers of clothing. Turtlenecks hide the sagging in my neck and boots with skinny jeans make me appear to be way thinner that I actually am. Besides, I really don’t like wearing flip flops and Hawaiian shirts to the Thanksgiving feast. I much prefer winter gear for those occasions. I’m trying to get into a festive holiday mood and these eighty degree days just aren’t taking me there. I want spice tea and pumpkin pie and yummy soup, but who eats that way when the sun is still beating down?
Today I’m going to the Nutcracker Market with my sister-in-law, Allison. I love, love that annual affair and hated that I had to miss it last year. It’s way more fun if there is a little nip in the air. The cold weather makes those tamales that I always purchase for lunch taste so much better and I can excuse myself for enjoying wine while I shop by insisting that it I need it to stay warm. I may as well be at the beach if it’s still hot outside. No matter how much I attempt to convince myself that Christmas is coming it just seems silly when the weather is warm. Continue reading “Sweater Weather”
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