In upstate NY we call this "September."
Only in September can you need a jacket and flip flops, an umbrella and sunscreen. And this is all before 10 a.m., folks. Amirite?
I need lemonade, but want pumpkin spice. I want mums, but can't bear to kill my begonias. (I mean, seriously...they are positively huge now and this clear, pretty watermelon color, so should I kill them needlessly?)
I feel like a scarecrow in shorts and sunglasses. Stuck. In. Between.
Grab some pumpkin ice cream. What else is a gal gonna do?