Fall Might Be My Favorite (This One Is For You, Mom!)

One night last week, while hastily brushing my teeth, I noticed something very monumental to us desert-dwellers. For the first time in months, the cold water gushing from the faucet was arguably COLD! This may not seem noteworthy to those who have cold water year-round, but to me it is one of many indications that our 6-month summer is finally coming to a close. As I type, I'm actually resisting the urge to put on a sweater in this crisp 70-degree livingroom. (Don't laugh! You would be cold too if you were accustomed to an 80-degree house.) With the cooler temperatures that blew in over the weekend, I have to look at the calendar to remind myself that it is not yet Winter. I think today, on a rare day off, I'm going to take Bella to the zoo. I'd better not forget our sweaters (just in case we're in the shade, you know).