Over the past few days, I have been trying hard to enjoy the last moments of the month of October. It is my most favorite calendar month, but the final days are always a crap shoot, if you know what I mean. In the past couple of years, we have been so fortunate to have mild temperatures to the point that my grandsons were able to proudly display their planned out, 6 months in advance, costumes...ahhh...but not so much this time around. The temps dipped down into the 40's and it was quite 'blowy' (that's what my Englishman hubby would say). So Black Spiderman (not to be confused with Red Spiderman) and Batman were very bundled up.
But as I commented this morning on Julie's blog over at A Vintage Chic, it's a fabulous reminder of the next couple days to come. I am ok with leaving October behind because
November 2nd is my 18th wedding anniversary.
In fact, in a silly way, we look forward to a little bit of 'icky' weather to remind us that the day is approaching. The day Paul and I were married was one of the most horrible weather days I had experienced in quite some time. Winds were howling up to 50 mph, snow and sleet (the first of the season, of course) were lashing down...but the day was PERFECT! It's funny how many people will say 'oh, what a horrible time for a getaway, the first week of November' to which we respond 'we look forward to it because the memories nearly mirror the present day!'
November 2nd is my 18th wedding anniversary.
In fact, in a silly way, we look forward to a little bit of 'icky' weather to remind us that the day is approaching. The day Paul and I were married was one of the most horrible weather days I had experienced in quite some time. Winds were howling up to 50 mph, snow and sleet (the first of the season, of course) were lashing down...but the day was PERFECT! It's funny how many people will say 'oh, what a horrible time for a getaway, the first week of November' to which we respond 'we look forward to it because the memories nearly mirror the present day!'
The other thing that makes November sweet to me is that Thanksgiving, hands down, is my daughter Mallory's most prized holiday. Over the years, she has SO come to appreciate the family element that it makes her a bit edgy if she hears someone 'might not be at the table this year', which brings me to an early morning phone call. "Mom!? Do we know what we are doing for Thanksgiving NEXT YEAR? I heard that so and so might be going away next year...what are we going to do?" My response "Mallory, I don't even know what we are doing for Thanksgiving THIS YEAR!"
So I ask you...do you like November? Do you LOVE November? Or are you holding out for December?
I would love to know! Leave me a comment...you know they keep me warm on these chilly days!
