I heard my favorite summertime song on the way home from work today. It's Your Love by The Outfield. The funny thing is that it is far from summer. There's a chill in the air. Between that and the fact that it's now dark when I get home from work I realize that summer is over. I really like the cool weather. I'm a sweater/sweatshirt kind of gal so I can do without the hot weather. I'm not sure I'm ready for the snow.
On the Saturday after Thanksgiving, my best friend and I are going to the Creighton/Nebraska game. We talked about going and at work today I secured some great seats to the game through my work so it's going to be a great time.
I have shows on tonight. I'm a TV junkie. I'm going to curl up with a blanket, some popcorn, hot choclate and my kitty. It's going to be a good night.
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I'm freaking out. That song is THE song that means summer to me. Have you and I discussed this before? I always roll down (ok now we push the button) the car windows to feel the fresh air. Totally signifies summer/spring to me. How weird are you and i?
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