Ahh, the first day of fall. It’s still in the eighties in Northwest Arkansas, but that hasn’t stopped me from Hulking out into a full-fledged autumn monster. I’ve pulled out my pumpkin decor, I’ve purchased my Marshmallow Fireside candle (I still want this one too), and I’ve Pinterest’ed all of the butternut squash recipes. I’ve ogled sweaters and boots, I’ve ordered my PSL, I’m planning my firepit party.
My name is Tyler, and I am a basic bitch.
100% unashamed basic.
For me, as with New Year’s Eve, there is something about the fall that leaves me feeling hopeful. Maybe I read too deeply into the changing seasons, but it’s almost as though the falling leaves represent the shedding of whatever has weighted you down. It’s the season for unloading your burdens and reassessing yourself so that, come spring, you can bloom as you desire.
Or maybe it’s the abundance of nutmeg.
Probably just the nutmeg.
As I’m prone to do, in order to fully take advantage of my favorite season, I assembled a list of things I’ve like to do from now until December 21.
Use my camera as the weather changes. One of my 101 in 1001 items is to really figure out how to use my fancy camera. No better time than now, right? I even bought the Canon Rebel for Dummies book. I’m committed now.
Hit up a Sooners game in Norman. and then hopefully a game in Atlanta come winter 🙂 My happy place is Norman, Oklahoma. Y’all probably know that, though. I mean, it’s not as though I never talk about it. I’m planning on the Oklahoma-Texas game on October 14 in Dallas, then maybe Texas tech at the end of October? Honestly, I wouldn’t be surprised if I just got in the car and made the three-hour mecca west every Saturday morning until December. I know me. It could happen.
Get outside. Arkansas’ nickname is The Natural State. We have 52 state parks and three national forests, which all only get more and more beautiful as the leaves turn. I’ve been planning a camp-out with some friends once the weather drops out of the eighties (which is supposed to start next week!). Campfires and s’mores and sweaters (and probably bourbon). I’m all about that life.
This is an aerial view of the Pig Trail Byway in Northwest Arkansas. Outside of the Dramamine-worthy twists and turns … wow, right? This is sitting in my backyard, and it seems stupid to not take advantage of it.
Make a fall wreath. Okay. so I made a football-themed wreath and I escaped unscathed, so I feel reasonably certain I could go two-for-two on crafting without slicing off appendages. In case you were wondering, yes, I cut off a piece of my thumb (that was latter reattached via stitches) with an Exacto knife trying to assemble my very own Adventure Book. Because that’s what real grownups do, obviously. (if you’d like to see the progression of the Great Thumb Loss of 2015, go here and here and the juicy one here. I also may write a post about it soon)
Make a pie. Because #fatkid. A real, from-scratch pie.
Slow down. That struggle is real. As the ultimate list-maker, it’s easy for me to get caught up in crossing off my to do list and not enjoy what I’ve done. That’s why I decided to keep my list brief — so that I can really enjoy what I’m doing. I’d like to take the crisp months of autumn to find some sort of contentment with life. Not too tall an order, right? *eyeroll
Happy Friday, babies. You can play with me over the weekend here: