Fall: Leather Jackets and Cranberries CDs Allowed

I look forward to Fall’s arrival for many reasons. Besides the obvious (stunning color changes, small children divebombing in piles of leaves, leather jackets being acceptable/not pervy for a few short months), I like the fact that people stop putting so much emphasis on the goddamn weather. During summertime, if it unexpectedly rains or gets cloudy, people lose their shit. “I WANTED TO GO TO THE POOL TODAY!!!” In the Fall, you just expect it to be damp, dark and emo, and you’re cool with it.

Why does it have to be sunny every day anyways? Granted, I live in a state where it is sunny 300 days a year, so a cloudy day is like a fun event. When it’s cloudy and cold, we all drink tea and put on like 30 layers and feel cool walking around with an umbrella. You’re allowed to feel feelings and write in a journal and listen to The Cranberries in your car. Someone inevitably wants a Starbucks to tote around when we’re out and about, more for the look than the actual beverage.

It does get a little ridiculous how many things people use the cold as an excuse for. Any cloudy day is automatically 2 things: a great movie day and a great day for baking. When it’s cold, people simply hate being productive. “I was gonna go for a run, but it’s so icky out!!” Ok, but that doesn’t mean you can eat cookie dough in bed all day like a fatass. No wonder people gain weight in the winter. Likewise, just because it’s cold doesn’t give you the green light to wear disgusting sweatpants or flannel PJ bottoms in public. Pulling on a pair of jeans doesn’t require that much extra effort, I promise.

Something I really hate is when people act like they’re the only one affected by the weather.

“I just feel so blah today. Must be the weather.”
“I wish I was still snuggled up in bed instead of here at work.”
“It took me 20 extra minutes to get here today because the roads were so bad. (Dramatic sigh)”

Or how about people who bitch about the weather when they choose to live in a place that gets cold?

“Man, I should move back to Cali!!” Then go, bro!

When it starts getting cold, I like getting all of my winter clothes out of storage. It’s like Christmas comes early, only better because it’s free. My change of emotion towards my cold-weather garments is funny, because when I put them away last spring, I despised them. They were homely and mundane. Now, seeing them again for the first time in months, they are delightful and full of potential. I lovingly hang them in my closet while I stuff my disgusting summer clothes into boxes. See you next year, you haggard rags.

Also, two words: CROCKPOT COMEBACK. My favorite kitchen accessory sat on a shelf all summer looking pathetic because chili and stew somehow didn’t sound too good when it was 97 degrees. As soon as the temp drops below 60 though, it’s on. There is nothing quite as rewarding as knowing that the raw chicken and random canned goods you dumped in the CP standing in your towel at 6am will be the greatest kitchen creation of all time when you get home. It almost feels like cheating.

You may think me a simpleton for enjoying these things so much; SO BE IT. Let me have these fleeting days of pleasure, because come March, my “trendy” winter clothes and my “fun” cloudy days and my “tantalizing” Crockpot creations will all send me into an emo rage that will make me want to end it. I won’t though, because spring will be near, and I’ll have another blog to write. Mark your calendars.