First blog posts always seem to carry the obligation of being profound, so I am just going to discuss what all “basic” girls love, Fall.

Fall is definitely my favorite season of the year. Unfortunately for us Austinites, fall is not something we experience until February-ish. Even then, it only lasts a couple of weeks before the summer temperatures come creeping back in (I kid, I kid… sort of).

I am the kind of girl who purchased Torani Pumpkin Pie Syrup from Amazon on August 1st.  I have had to distance myself from it for a few weeks so I do not get sick of the flavor before fall ends.  I have transitioned to my Starbucks Gingerbread syrup, which I will also have to stop using so I do not burn out on it before the holidays.  I just can’t win with the seasonal flavors here.

Yes, I bought the big one. Thank you, Amazon.

Everyone knows that the month of August is considered “pre-fall”. I am also guilty of busting out the boots and scarves the second the temperatures drop below 75 degrees. Here in the South, that is considered frigid.

I have weird fall-ish rituals that I must do in the fall. And no, I am not just talking about Pumpkin Spice everything (because that is a given).

First of all, Halloween doesn’t even seem real to me unless I have carved a pumpkin. My impatience for actually producing a fully carved pumpkin stems way back from my childhood. I had an extensive collection of coloring books with halfway colored pictures. I would pick the easy ones, color half of them, and move onto anything number related  (aka connect the dots).   My affinity for playing cash register absolutely translates to the fact that I ended up working in the financial industry.  Creativity does not run through these veins.  Anyhoo, I always pick the easiest stencil to use and it is a miracle if I get past the digging out mushy, gooey, pumpkin gunk with my bare hands stage.

I also always feel the need to spend a chilly, cloudy day sitting down and watching Gone with the Wind. By tradition, I always have to have something in the Crock Pot simmering first. Typically, the Crock Pot concoction is done before the movie itself since Gone with the Wind is possibly the longest movie in existence.  It is a classic, so if you have not seen it, please carefully follow my steps for a perfect Gone with the Wind experience:

1. Get on Pinterest and find the most scrumptious looking Crock Pot recipe you can find.

2. Get your Crock Pot brewing with that comfort food-y goodness.

3. Start the movie.

4. Salivate and listen to your stomach growl while you torturously smell your food cooking.

5. Enjoy that bowl of whatever it is you made and gawk at how dramatic and ridiculous Scarlett O’Hara is.

6. Thank your lucky stars that you, nor anyone you know, is as bad at dating/keeping men around as Scarlett is.

Whatever you have in that Crock Pot smells DELISH, Scarlett.

Finally, I have to watch at least SOME episodes of Gilmore Girls.  Every couple of years I have to binge watch the entire series.   A few years ago, I gave up hope that this show would ever grace Netflix with its presence and purchased every season (again, thank you Amazon). Gilmore Girls is one of my all time favs.

Where you leeeead, I will folloooow…

I wish I could uproot my life to move to Stars Hollow to live their seemingly perfect and charming small-town lives. I want to eat at Luke’s Diner, shop at Doose’s, attend Kirk’s movie nights, go to every festival, and stay at the Dragonfly Inn. Most importantly, I want to experience their magical, Connecticut fall season. Plus I want to have a bottle or two of wine with Lorelai, because who wouldn’t. Even though I cannot stand that theme song and fast forward through it whenever possible, it makes me want to live in Stars Hollow.  I will always associate my love for the Gilmore clan with my love for fall.  I really could go on and on about how much I love fall, Crock Pots, and Stars Hollow, but I won’t bore you today.  Thanks for stopping by!  See y’all next time…