Since you all are well aware that the Blogosphere, along with the rest of the Internets, revolve around me I would like to formally request insist that you stop talking about how COLD you are ok? It is September so unless it is snowing and you are stuck outside shoveling, stop yer whining!

By the way, here is a picture from October 2006 back in Michigan before we left to get Addison in hot hot Hanoi:

I’ve been here in Texas for just over six months now. I made it through my first summer. Well, apparently not yet, but almost. I made it through August, at least. And really I did just fine. When you are the New Guy in town, people frequently ask if you are doing ok in August. Like many times a week. The thing is, the humidity isn’t any worse than Michigan and the heat is nice. I like the heat. We still get to go to the beach, to swim in our pool, to wear almost nothing in an attempt to keep cool.

But come September, when summer turns to Autumn officially, I’m done with the heat. And by heat I mean anything over 90 degrees, ok? I want to be “chilly” at night and I want to wear pants and long sleeves. I want to put my baby in some of these awesome fall clothes I’ve been buying like a maniac. And I want to stop reading with extreme levels of envy when other people complain about their cold nights, fireplaces and fall jackets.

Also I miss apple orchards in a big way. This is apple cider season back in Michigan. I don’t think apple trees grow in Texas. If they do, surely the season has ended months ago. I miss cider donuts. I miss going to the farm and remembering to bring gloves because it might be cold. I miss hot chocolate at soccer practice. I miss changing leaves and amazing photography opportunities. Most of all, I miss photography opportunities.

I’m in serious withdrawal in the photography department. But I’m sick of taking my kids outside and forcing them to play in the heat so I can take a few pictures of them all sweaty and beet red. And I’m thinking taking pictures of horror-movie arachnids aren’t quite inspirational to me or anyone else.

I know this feeling will pass. The beauty of Houston is that we get fall all winter long instead of the few short weeks we enjoyed autumn in Michigan. Our leaves turn and fall….later. Our days get cool and our nights get chilly …..later. We have a fireplace. We’ll get to use it….later. And longer. A lot longer. So good things come to those who wait, I guess.

Meanwhile, blogosphere, stop rubbing it in my face ok?! It’s my first year in Texas.

Meanwhile the temps are dropping to the low 70’s at some point in the night and I’m tempted to become a vampire just to enjoy some of the cool weather a bit. No good photography opportunities there but I can pretend it’s autumn weather right?

I just have to figure out what to do about the apple cider donuts missing from my life.

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