MOMZA'S HOUSE: I Fell In Love with Fall a Long Time Ago

Wednesday, August 18, 2010

I Fell In Love with Fall a Long Time Ago

Do ya see it?
Un-hunh.
Right there.
Photographic evidence.

Ever since I laid my eyes on those yellow leaves,
a battle has ensued in between my ears.
I'm ready.
So so stinkin' ready
to get out all of my Fall stuff...
to break out the red dishes
and the orange/golden/ placemats,
the harvest wreath and rust candles,
and I wore a long-sleeved shirt yesterday.
Long-sleeved.
key word: Long.

But it's not TIME yet--
have to wait until Labor Day.
I think I need a Count Down to Fall Calendar--
Twenty Days...
I think I can
I think I can
I think I can.

What about you?
When did you Fall in love with Fall?
What are you excited to do when we get the "GO!" light?
As a nod to Cherie at Bakow's Bubbles,
get out your crockpots and then! go over to the
Crockpot Lady's Blog: 365 Days of Crockpotting...
good stuff, Maynard.

Fall is intoxicating to my senses...
Twenty Days Til Fall....

13 comments:

MarilynAugust 18, 2010 at 8:17 AM
I'm going live fall vicariously through your blog because, as you already know, there is no such thing as fall where I live.
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CBAugust 18, 2010 at 8:35 AM
Fall has always been my favorite time of year, even when I was a child and I am a California girl so go figure.
The smells in the air, the leaves, the hearty foods, the cool mornings, Halloween and Fall decor, and also my birthday :) All have made fall my favorite season.
This year I am especially excited because the new paint job on the house will really compliment all that fall decorating!
Thanks for the shout out!
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UnknownAugust 18, 2010 at 8:42 AM
Fall is my favorie too. Big sweaters and cool weather...love the leaves changing. It just makes me feel cozy.
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NikkiAugust 18, 2010 at 8:44 AM
Fall is my FAVORITE season. I think I was about nineteen when I fell in love with Fall. I was in such a romantic rosy-eyed stage of life. And Fall is so romantic. Cooling air, crisp leaves falling from trees, the smell of fireplaces coming to life, apples ready for harvesting, the smell of baked pie and the glow of candles. *sigh* We don't really get Fall here. I'll have to leave vicariously through you. I bet Colorado would be the perfect place to enjoy fall.

I do, however, have some beautiful quilts and pillows for my living room that embrace fall.
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StacyAugust 18, 2010 at 8:44 AM
And there's only one week till school starts here! And to me, fall means soup, and I could eat soup every day when I'm pregnant.

Here's to hoping we get an actual fall here, and not Summer one day and snow drifts the next.
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Joy For Your JourneyAugust 18, 2010 at 9:33 AM
I love fall! We get down to around 90 degrees here and I put fall leaves around my house so we can pretend we live by you!:-)
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MissyAugust 18, 2010 at 10:27 AM
I'm just making myself wait until September 1st, and then my fall stuff is comin' out and I'm making a pie! I love fall and can't wait for it! The cooler weather, the beautiful colors, the sound and smell of the rain. Definitely my favorite time of year!
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TisforTonyaAugust 18, 2010 at 11:12 AM
does my neighbor's lawn count as a sign? it's still 100+ degrees - I can hardly wait for fall!!!
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Welcome to the Garden of EganAugust 18, 2010 at 11:32 AM
NOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Please not yet. Pretty please.
I LOVE fall too, but we hardly had summer in these parts and I'm not sure if I can handle seeing fall come so soon.
Cuz you know what is right after that.
"the-weather-that-shall-not-be-named"
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Welcome to the Garden of EganAugust 18, 2010 at 11:33 AM
Maybe I'm just freaking out cause time is flying by way TOO fast!
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Susan AndersonAugust 18, 2010 at 12:44 PM
I'm a fall person myself. For me, it's getting out the harvest-type decorations, candles, etc...just that feeling of "spice" in the air. (And starting to smell the smoke from people's fires when I walk in the neighborhood at night...)

=)
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MomzaAugust 19, 2010 at 7:47 AM
@Sue: Dontcha love it?!
@Tauna: I know what you mean, summer flew by, but I love the change of seasons. And with you in Hailey--I fear your winter more than I fear mine, no kidding. What can I say to make you feel better? lol
@T:It was in the 50's here overnight. I can't do heat. I'd be a mess.
@Missy: I'm so there with you! I love pie!
@Lori/Joy: HA! I used to do the same thing...create the seasons indoors! You Go Girl!
@Stacy: How far along are you? Soup is so my winter food too! love it! and Chili!
@Nikki: Fall is romantic isn't it? One of my fav movies is "You've Got Mail"...and it starts in the Fall.
@Julie: Exactly...time for cuddling, fireplaces, and earlier evenings and sunsets.
@Cherie: Is there anything bad that can be said about Fall?? Convinced all good things come together in the Fall, pretty sure. And you're welcomed--loved your post.
@Marilyn: As I recall your Fall starts in November--but you can do as Joy does, in fact, I bet you do!
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KaceyAugust 21, 2010 at 1:18 PM
I started loving fall when I was in New Jersey. My favorite thing was driving to the little townships because the roads were lined with trees. I swear the trees there have more colors than the trees in Utah. My favorite thing about fall is that I can wear hoodies. I love, love, love hoodies. I'm glad I didn't read this post until today because I'm fall-hungry now. :)
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SAY WHAT?? Board

Ari showed me her math assignment: "Have you seen this before?"

Me: "Um, yeah. Not since I was in school though."

Ari: "OK. So it's a legitimate thing. I just wanted to make sure my teachers weren't lying to me."

Bee: "I thought it was 'Tequila Mockingbird', not "To Kill a Mockingbird."

From the wedding:

Jud's oldest brother: Tell Mom not to come up to see you while on your honeymoon.

Jud: What? She came to see you?

Brother, laughing: Yeah.

Jud to his Mom: "I don't care if I've been mauled by a bear; do NOT come see me."

***

Dani to Isaac: "Tell Gramma 'bye' n; you love her, Isaac."

Isaac: "Bye! Butt-face Gramma!"

****

Boofus to Momza: "I have black hair in my armpits! Just on this one arm though. I WISH I could move some on the other arm!"

Momza: You're ridiculous. {laughing}

Boofus: "I also have hair growing on my chest. Twelve hairs! I counted!"

***

Arianna: "Mom, can I borrow one of your sweaters?"

Momza: "One of my sweaters? Why?"

Arianna: "It's Ugly Sweater Day at school."

Momza to Joseph, as he's getting ready for school:

"Hey, didn't you wear that shirt yesterday?--It's dirty, go put on a clean one."

Joseph: "It's not dirty. SMELL me!"

Momza: "I am not smelling you. It is too dirty--go put on a clean shirt. You're not wearing that to school."

Joseph, chuckling: "Aww...you're ruining my life."

Momza to 10 yr old Primary boy who wouldn't stop leaning back in his chair:

"I think you should know that I get queasy at the sight of blood. If you lean back in your chair and get hurt, after I've told you not to, I'll probably vomit--and if I do, it'll probably get on you."

Ari, after overhearing what I said, whispered, "Mom, you're a doula, you see blood all the time. It doesn't make you sick."

Momza: He doesn't know that.

****

Two little neighborhood boys knocked on the door:

"Is the Master here?"

Daisie: "What? Who?"

Boofus, from upstairs: "I can't play until my room is clean!"

Momza, to Boofus: "They call you 'Master'?"

Boofus: "Yeah, they do everything I say. I'm their Master."

***

Daisie, from the backseat of the car, while Diana is changing up the radio station:

"No country please. You're destroying my brain."

Diana: "You're welcome."

******

Valentines Day Dinner. Boofus to Dad, while eating the chocolate fish I gave him:

"This was the worst Valentine's ever. Mom KISSED me in front of Nathan!" (N. is his best friend who happened to be standing there when I gave B. his chocolate gift.)

Momza at the dinner table: "So, at work today, I was talking to Juan..."

Boofus, interrupts: "Who?"

Momza: "Juan. Juan--he's a young man I work with."

Boofus: "Who? I mean, WHO were you talking to?"

Caboose, chiming in: "The Chinese-Mexican, Wong!"

The Caboose to Momza: "If you won't get me a cellphone, then you can just send me to a foster home."

Momza:"Hold on while I GOOGLE foster homes in Colorado. N' while I do that, you should go ask Daddy if it's ok to send you away."

The Caboose returns: "Daddy said 'No'."

The Caboose to Mom: I can’t wait until I’m 11. “Cuz eleven is next to twelve and twelve is next to thirteen, and thirteen has the word “teen” in it n’ I can’t wait to be a teenager!

Boofus, pinching his fingers together, showing them to me:

"I just pulled a hair out of my NOSE! I AM A MAN!"

Momza: "Pick up your room, then brush your teeth, and don't forget to pack your lunch."

The Caboose: "You sound just like my mother!"

The Caboose: How do you spell "diary"?

Boofus: "D-A-I-R-Y."

Dad: That's dairy. You need to switch the "a" and the "i".

Caboose: I'm writing in pen here, people.

Dani to Boofus:

"You need to wash your hands before you touch the baby."

Boofus: "I did. I licked them twice."

Diana, who has just spent 45 minutes with Daisie, who'd been chewed out by Momza earlier:

"OH. MY. GOSH. MOM! How do you stand it? She drives me crazy! She acts like she's the only one whose ever been almost 15 years old! She made me so angry! All of her freaking whining! How do you stand it?! --Wait?--Is that what I sound like to you? Ohhhh Mommmm, (laying her head on my shoulder), I AM SO SORRY!!!"

Dad to Boofus, who asked him to do something he didn't want to do:

"What? Do you have a piano tied to your butt?"

Boofus: "Yes, it's small but very heavy."

Boofus, who was pestering the Caboose:

"You're nuthin' but a penny-loafin' Democrat."

Dara to Bee, after she threatened to tell on her for something:

"You think I care if you tell Dad on me? I get in trouble on a daily basis."

Joseph to Momza:

"What do you mean when you say 'think about the words you say'? I never think about what I'm saying."

Walking thru Walmart, the Caboose says:

"Mom, what's Pole dancing?"

"Ask your Dad."

Ari to Momza after seeing a personalized ornament with Joseph's name on it:

"Why does Joe get one and I don't?"

Momza: "Because there wasn't one with your name on it."

Ari: "Ugh. Why couldn't you name me Samantha, Rachel or somebody?"

Ari: Mommmm! Joseph is making me mad!

Momza: He's pushin' your buttons?

Ari: I don't have any buttons. I don't collect buttons.

Joseph to the dog: "C'mon girl--shake what your momma gave you!"

The Caboose, while I am fixing her hair for school:

"I don't want my ponytails braided."

Momza: "Why not?"

"Because it shows my inner beauty."

The Caboose: "I don't like my middle name. It's embarassing, it's not cool. It makes me awkward."

Momza: "Really? Hmmm, well what name do you like?"

The Caboose: "Something cool, like 'Madeline'."

Momza: "Okay you can change your name. What would you like to be called?'

The Caboose: "Arianna Madeline Hope A."

Momza: "Done!"

Momza to Boofus, after he'd spilled some hot cocoa on the counter:

"Hey, what do you do when you accidentally make a mess?"

Boofus: "You lie. And blame it on the dog."

Boofus: "Mom! Ari's bleeding!"

"Where?"

Boofus, pointing: "Over there."

"No, where on her body is she bleeding?"

Boofus: "Oh, on her knee."

Diana's heading downstairs, as the kids are leaving for school:

"Bye Bee, have a great day!"

"Wait! Where am I going?"

Diana, laughing, "You're not going anywhere right now,

I'm going down to take a shower and I won't see you before you leave for school!"

Bee: "Oh yeah."

Diana, after reading the headline, "Gaining Weight is All in Your Head"--

"Of course it's all in your head, that's where your mouth is."

At dinner, Momza to Boofus:

"Okay, when we get home, you need to take a bath."

"I don't wanna take a bath. You sit in your own FILTH!"

Driving in the car:

Dad: why do girls always have to change the radio?"

Bee: "Because we have the Authority. Boys just run red lights and drink beer."

Boofus to the Caboose, when she asked him to bring her more water to the table:

"You're Not Roll-a-tee...get it yourself."

Momza to kids, arguing in backseat on way to school:

"It's a good thing you guys are going to school today, otherwise I'd have to sell you on Ebay or to the Circus.

The Caboose: "What? You're going to get rid of me?"

Momza: "Well, you guys could swing on the trapeze, feed the lions..."

The Caboose: " You know I'm afaid of heights! and lions!"

Boofus, at the sink, rinsing dishes, discovers the water to be too hot. He decides to blame Dad who used the water last.

"Dad! It's your fault!"

"No, it's not-- you're running the water. That's your responsibility. It's your fault--just like the war in Iraq. It's because of your failed policies!"

"HA! YOU'RE the reason we went to War!"

(All this while Pres. Obama's speech is on in the background)

13 yo Daisie to Mom in car:

"Ohhh the boy I like asked another girl out today. Her name is Suzie."

"SuzieQ, hunh?"

"I don't know her last name."

"Do you love me?"

"I've never wanted to hit you. But someday I might."

"Gee, thanks."

"No problem, Babyhead."

Boofus: "I'm never dating. And I'm not gettin' married.Women are nothin' but trouble. And they squeeze your pressure points!"

Mr. W., laughing: "Yeah they sure do know how to squeeze your pressure points, Boof."

Caboose, yelling: "Mom, Joseph hit me!"

Momza: "Joseph, keep your hands to yourself."

Boofus: "I used a spoon. It was a spoon."

Momza: "Keep your hands to yourself."

Boofus: "It wasn't my hands! It was a S-P-O-O-N!"

Momza: "Well you and your spoon are about to get timed out in your bedroom."

Mr. W: "I would like to bear my testimony. I have a testimony of bears. They're true."

Momza: "Did you eat breakfast yet?"

Boofus: "No, there's nothin' good."

Momza:"Well, there's cereal, a bagel, fruit...I could make you some eggs?"

Boofus: "None of that sounds good."

Momza:' Well, if you could have anything you wanted, what would it be?"

Boofus: "I dunno."

Daisie: "The Best of EFY is this weekend! Can I go?"

Momza: "Sure--wait, you're not 14 yet. I dunno."

Daisie: "I'll be 14 in [x-amount] of Days!"

Br. Malley, our HT pipes in, to her: "Shhhh...just go and don't say anything." to me:"But probably not the dance later."

Momza:"Oh right--okay, Daise, you can go for the talks but not the dance."

Daisie: "Nevermind."

The Caboose, as we're on the elevator in the Doc's ofc:

"When they look at your throat, do they have to cut it open?"

Momza:"What??--of course not! Where'd you come up with that?"

" I dunno. "

It was then I realized, the Caboose hasn't ever been sick enough to go to a medical doctor. Bless her heart.

Ari talking to Dani on the phone about caring for the new dog:

"I'll be in charge of walking him, because you know how I feel about picking up poop. YOU KNOW HOW I FEEL ABOUT THAT!"

Boofus insisted he pick out his own shirt for school...comes to me and says, "Someone took off all the buttons on this shirt!"

I flipped the placket over to reveal otherwise.

"Whew!" no button thieves in our house!"

Its lunch time, what does everyone feel like throwing up?

A sleep-deprived Momza to Mr W:

"you better take it easy and get some rest today, cuz you're headed for a ..uh..a collap-sa-tion."

"Ari, you sure want a peice of pie? You're just gonna throw it up in a bit."

"I don't care."

::::sittin' around the table, we're talking about which temples the girls would like to be married in someday::::

Nana: "Portland."

Daisie: "Mesa, definitely."

Boofus, who'd been quiet thru most of the convo:"Well, if I ever decide to like

girls--and I don't now cause I hate them, and they're jerks!! --[his finger pointing to his sisters]--I want to

go to the Hawaii temple."

Boofus: "Mom, when you weren't here, Dad said the "S-word. He's a cusser."

Dad, sheepishly: “No, I don’t think so.”

Boofus: “ Yeah he did. Mom tell him.”

Boofus to Dad: You can hit me as hard you want for ten bucks.

Dad: Can I draw blood?

Boofus: It’s fifteen for blood.

Dad: How about a ping with a baseball bat, how much then?

Boofus: Twenty-two fifty.