Change of the Season

Fall has arrived on the West Coast even though it's not official until tomorrow. Today it is overcast, cooler and forecast for rain. For it's arrival I prepared! Last night I went downstairs into the dungeon, I mean garage, and brought up my big buckets labelled "FALL DECORATIONS". I tried to do this quietly as the kids go bananas over decorating, which they should, but I have my own little Type A complex of wanting certain things in a certain place. So out came the foam pumpkins, the beaded pumpkins, the door wreath, Jack O' Lantern place mats, Fall tablecloth, millions of candles, my big ceramic pumpkin for my table, strands of leaves and the like and my Scarecrow Flag for the front of the house. Yes, if you haven't caught on I LOVE to decorate. I love to create a feel for the Season in the house. I have oils for every season that I put in my burners that let off the most delicious smells of Apple pie, Cherry pie, Pumpkin Spice omg it's amazing I haven't dumped them in my coffee! I am going to work on little Fall personalized door signs for the kid's bedrooms with their names and leaves, pumpkins, etc in the hopes that they can be infected by this decorating bug too. Poor kids!

Another collection was changed over last night as well. My Fall coffee mug selection was brought forward. I have a small obsession with coffee mugs. I LOVE COFFEE MUGS. Ok it has been said. Hello, my name is Janis and I am a mugoholic. Hmm sounds like I go around mugging people..haven't slumped that low yet. I have mugs that have Halloween, pumpkins, leaves and ghosts on them. My favorite is this one that looks like a pumpkin with a leaf and twig handle. I feel like I should go and jump out in a pile of leaves after drinking my coffee out of it. Never have, but feel like it. That would be a sight for the neighbours! One that would probably get me committed.

So I am trying to go with the warm fuzzy feel of Fall today despite my kids. I have already had to clean up half a JUG of Fruit and Veggie juice off my kitchen floor, pick up a million Rice Krispies on my carpet and explain to my 4 year old that you don't squeeze your Minigo yogurt out of the container like Popeye does his Spinach.

Maybe I'll go light up my oil burner and stare at my mug collection one more time.