It's September 1. Finally.
Though I'm a Texas girl, I've never been a fan of the sweltering summer heat that always seems to draaaaag.
Certainly thankful that seasons only last for about 3 months.
Fall means football, television shows, cardigans and scarves (though I never really stop wearing them), BOOTS (!!), turning on the heat in the car and pumpkin.
Pumpkin pie, pumpkin spice lattes, yum yum pumpkin.
It also means googling images of places where the leaves change color. (The leaves here have been dead since July. Really, how is not all of Texas on fire?)
The fall always means a birthday is around the corner so that helps, too.
Surely no human in their right mind doesn't like autumn. Surely.