Happy Labour Day, everybody. Did you push hard and remember your breathing?
I know in some parts of the continents, even some parts of the country, summer is still in full swing, but my garden looks like fall and I am getting a hankering for apples and pumpkin, so I am calling it fall.
Besides, the Fall Reading Challenge has begun. I finished my summer list just under the wire and I have to say, Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows is an ass-kicker of an exciting book. And Neville Longbottom rawks the casbah.
I'm pretty pumped about my reading list for the fall challenge, and once again I will be starting off with a mystery. But then I stray far from my normal narrow path. November 30 is not all that far away, and I have all these books to get under my belt before then. "But can she do it?" I can hear you whisper amongst yourselves in shocked disbelief. Stay tuned, my pretties.
I actually really like September. To me, it is the start of the true new year, and I always get a slight craving for a new notebook and pencils and something plaid around this time of year.
And I finally have time to get caught up on everything that went by the wayside during the last couple of nutso weeks. I'm a sucker for routine. And those of you who are waiting for stuff from me, I'm on it.
I heard this new Immaculate Machine song earlier today and it's really hitting the spot for me. If the voice sounds familiar, it's because front Kathryn Calder does double duty with the New Pornographers. I think I need to buy this cd.
I hope your new school clothes make half the other kids jealous and make the other half fall in love with you.