September is the most womanly month of all, complete with mood swings.

I love the bipolar feeling of September.

This has got to be one of the only months that starts out freezing in the morning and ends up hot hot h-o-t in the afternoon. April can be the same as well, but not so much.

I get to wake up cozy under the covers, snuggled beneath the blanket and Jeffrey's arms, with a frosty tinted breath of autumn across my sleepy face. Then, we enjoy a bowl of piping hot oatmeal with frozen berries- it's like my morning all over again! The hot with the cold.

Another wonderful thing about this time of year (for me in this particular season) is the heat which causes swelling.


And now I can no longer reach my feet.

So long little feet.

Hello big cankles and ugly slip on shoes.

Just a few more months now.

I think it is time for a pedi, simply because I can't reach my feet anymore. They deserve a little bit of lovin'.

Happy Friday.

Comments

valentine said…
yeah, september can be a little confused, not sure if it is clinging to summer or moving onto to fall. i love waking up under warm covers and the cool breeze.
September 11, 2009 at 9:15 AM
Lee said…
I can't remember when I wasn't hot all the time. Here in Houston, it doesn't even get cool until around...January!
September 11, 2009 at 9:58 AM
Erin said…
Yeah I am sad summer is over. I have to wear jackets in the morning now and a/c in the afternoon.
September 11, 2009 at 10:24 AM
Capt'n Amazing's wife said…
Hmm, the swelling of the feet and ankles is one of the things I haven't had to complain about yet, hurray! Hopefully it never happens, I have enough pregnancy symptoms as it is! My sister told me that inadequate hydration can cause water retention and swelling. It makes sense to me, but I haven't really looked into it.
September 11, 2009 at 2:27 PM
sandy said…
We're having a very similar September here. The weather has been all over the map.

I think your feet look great! But I understand your pain. Towards the end of my pregnancy with my daughter, I felt like a water balloon waiting to pop. My ankles and feet were huge. No fun.
September 12, 2009 at 9:24 AM
Lisa M said…
I love Sept. and it's bipolar climate changes lol. Actually I think instead of bipolar, it's more Mother Nature being Menopausal with her hot and cold flashes lol.
September 12, 2009 at 1:27 PM
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