Excuse me while I get over the shock and awe at the fact that tomorrow is October 1st. I mean seriously? I would love to know why when I was a small child it seemed like time stood still. Now as a grown adult I blink at it's a new year! Shesh.
Every time the weekend roles around I make a promise to myself that I am going to get my blog post done on Sunday night so I won't have to fiddle with it on Monday morning. Every.single.time. Hasn't happened yet. I wonder when that day will come? Let's shoot for this Sunday. Ha.
On to the weekend. It was a lovely one. Saturday morning was spent hanging out at our neighbors yard sale which then turned into planning a neighborhood block party. Holla! I'm always down for a good shin dig.
After a while we made our way into town for some pumpkin pickin' at the local produce stand. Words can't even describe the happiness in my heart.
For some reason produce stands cause me to reflect on how much I love the South. Just good ole' farmer John making his share in the community. Where everybody knows everybody. There is just something more enticing about buying my produce at farmer John's than at Walmart. Perhaps because the produce looks healthier? Or because Jon and I own our own business and we know how important it is to support small, local businesses. Either way produce stands make me happy.
Later in the afternoon we went and helped Jon's parents mow grass at their property. This picture explains how high the grass was. I wasn't bending over. Yeah. Scary. I snapped this shot before over an acre of this 5 foot tall grass was shredded into pieces.
Sunday was another beautiful day. I just love waking up and letting the outdoors remind me it's Fall! I have to soak it up while I can because it never lasts long enough. After church we went to Bristol for the Super Chevy Show to show off the Monster Mower.
I haven't told you about Monster Mower yet? Oh my. That is going to have to wait for a later date. PS. If school buses looked like that when I was a kid I may not have skipped as much.
The rest of the evening was spent lounging on the couch and crying over the fact that the Dallas Cowboys shame me every Sunday. I don't even know why I pull for them. Oh yeah, now I remember. Because I am a loyal fan!
Happy Monday, loves!
Every time the weekend roles around I make a promise to myself that I am going to get my blog post done on Sunday night so I won't have to fiddle with it on Monday morning. Every.single.time. Hasn't happened yet. I wonder when that day will come? Let's shoot for this Sunday. Ha.
On to the weekend. It was a lovely one. Saturday morning was spent hanging out at our neighbors yard sale which then turned into planning a neighborhood block party. Holla! I'm always down for a good shin dig.
After a while we made our way into town for some pumpkin pickin' at the local produce stand. Words can't even describe the happiness in my heart.
For some reason produce stands cause me to reflect on how much I love the South. Just good ole' farmer John making his share in the community. Where everybody knows everybody. There is just something more enticing about buying my produce at farmer John's than at Walmart. Perhaps because the produce looks healthier? Or because Jon and I own our own business and we know how important it is to support small, local businesses. Either way produce stands make me happy.
Later in the afternoon we went and helped Jon's parents mow grass at their property. This picture explains how high the grass was. I wasn't bending over. Yeah. Scary. I snapped this shot before over an acre of this 5 foot tall grass was shredded into pieces.
Sunday was another beautiful day. I just love waking up and letting the outdoors remind me it's Fall! I have to soak it up while I can because it never lasts long enough. After church we went to Bristol for the Super Chevy Show to show off the Monster Mower.
I haven't told you about Monster Mower yet? Oh my. That is going to have to wait for a later date. PS. If school buses looked like that when I was a kid I may not have skipped as much.
The rest of the evening was spent lounging on the couch and crying over the fact that the Dallas Cowboys shame me every Sunday. I don't even know why I pull for them. Oh yeah, now I remember. Because I am a loyal fan!
Happy Monday, loves!
