Fall is my favorite season of all (rhyme not intended, and typed with slight air of disgust). Seriously, I love the fall. It gets chillier - even in LA we've had rainy coldness three days in a row - you get to wear layers, scarves come back into play, and the holidays start happening. I'm one of those freaks that start listening to Christmas music on Thanksgiving. I just love it. Love love love it. If people didn't frown upon it (and it wasn't so much freaking work) I would totally put up a Christmas tree November 1. Seriously. I bought an autumn-scented candle from Bath & Body the other day, so already it smells like fallen leaves or cinnamon or football or something in my apartment.
Speaking of change, I've been trying to inject some into my life lately. Stopped drinking soda, which to normal people doesn't sound like a big deal, but I was drinking liters and liters each day. Diet Coke, Coke Zero, and Diet Dr. Pepper (or DDP) were my faves, and most of my mornings started out with a chilly 20 ouncer to get me going. I actually had a relapse today. I found myself in Target face to face with a mini fridge full of the good stuff, and I decided to imbibe. I figure if I only have one every once in a great while, I'm still doing pretty well for myself. I mean, I don't want to hate on water, but those delicious chemicals they pump into soda are so damn tasty. I've quit a few other things in recent months, but I don't feel inclined to shout those over the internet. Plus, I don't want to rub my will 'o' steel in everyone's (and by 'everyone' I mean the five people who read this) faces. Let's just say in the coming months, I think this old gal is going to see some positive improvements in her life. Maybe first she'll stop talking in the third person. Time will tell...
High five!
