happy autumn/home with the flu

Summer has ended and autumn has arrived in Chicago. Maybe not in reality, as the weather has been rather balmy and about 80 degrees for the last few weeks. But when it finally gets here, boy oh boy, I just love this season. Time for jackets and scarves and my favorite tall boots. (For the closer-to-winter temperature cause those babies are thoroughly insulated.)

Pickin' out a pumpkin with Mr. T. Crunching leaves on my walks to and from the bus stop. Running to the country to visit my parents as we get the first fire going in the fireplace for the year. Work schedules permitting, taking a drive down to my old college town to see the gorgeous surrounding canopies of color all around. And of course, Halloween (in which we are attending a wedding!) and Thanksgiving (complete with my lil bro-bro coming home for three weeks from NYC).

It's also the time of year I usually get a little weathered from the changing climate, the back-to-school germs, the inevitable change that does me in as I battle my customer crowds and germs and viruses incubate. Sigh.

And so I am home-bound for the weekend, stocked up with miscellaneous entertainment from the Chicago Public Library and my own:
Films:
Classe Tous Risques
Taste of Cherry
Disc 2 of We Shall Remain
Northfork
Fight Club, Sense & Sensibility, old stuff to watch before the VHS tapes are gone...
Books:
The Winner Stands Alone
The Death of Bunny Monro (which I'm almost finished with....)
and assorted magazines such as Mojo, Reader's Digest, Chicago, Budget Travel, Time Out Chicago, Midwest Living (for the autumn crafts of COURSE) and this new premier issue of Afar to check out.

Better get busy....


PS UPDATE. Upon reviewing some of the Bloomington/Nashville/Brown County websites for potential weekend getaways, I am sad to announce ....RIP Little Nashville Opry. My poor ma n pa were looking so very much foward to their Asleep At the Wheel concert in a month, and I was even lookin' to join them. RIP you lil hut in the hills of Southern Indiana. Guess this will mean more time at the Gnaw Bone Flea Market....