Anyway, now that I'm done blogging summer (if you missed it, read here, here, and here) I feel like I can officially get into Fall mode. It's gotten off to a good start, that's for sure.
It took me a while, but I finally got my Halloween decorations up.
It took me a while because I feel like you have to give your house a good cleaning before you put up your seasonal decor and well, we all know how I feel about house cleaning. So I was procrastinating cleaning things which in turn delayed the decorating of things. I finally got the rest of it up this weekend, but I'm still ahead of schedule right? So it's whatevs.
Beyond just decorating for fall, the fall weather is starting, albeit ever so slowly, to come around. Fall weather, or maybe more realistically, weather that's not 115 degrees, makes the concert-going experience much more enjoyable. Outdoor concerts, that is. For example, a couple weekends ago I went to see Florida Georgia Line and Jason Aldean in concert and it was an awesome time for three reasons:
1.) Florida Georgia Line
2.) Jason Aldean
3.) It wasn't 115 degrees
I was on a little bit of a boycott of country music for a while there because it was soooo annoying and super generic...and that's coming from a girl whose favorite music is country; but I feel like there's new stuff coming out and new stuff (finally!) on the radio so I've been coming around to it more often. Binge listening to Jason Aldean's old stuff before the concert actually kind of made me miss him.
In hindsight, there's only like three songs on his latest CD that were dumb and rap-ish and I'm wondering if maybe I over-generalized his douchey-ness. I dunno though cause "Burnin' it Down" is pretty bad. But maybe the rest of his new stuff will be better.
Speaking of better country music, if you haven't already, puh-lease go by Tim McGraw's new one.
It's good. It's quality. It's Classic Tim. Thanks Tim, for restoring my faith in today's main stream country music.
You know who else can restore my faith in things? Paul Goldschmidt. After an awful season of baseball, I finally got the bobble head of all bobble heads: Paul Goldschmidt.
...And suddenly everything is ok and I forget that we had the worst record in all of baseball. THE WORST. But it's ok because, Goldy. We spent our last game at the ballpark this season in his presence. Or, his bobble head's presence. Which is basically the same thing.
I'm sad there will be no Dbacks baseball in the fall but I'm happy the bleeding has finally stopped. Cause that was a painful season.
And with that, I think my life is finally caught up on this here blog of mine. So see ya in another 2 months. Just kidding. I think. If this were a text message I'd put a little winky face emoji here.
See ya September! Helloooooo October!
