October

Three days in and I just realized where I was: October fest. October is the epitome of Fall, a 31 day fest with a burning heritage pumpkin soy scented candle as a reminder (due to the lack of everything Fall here in Tucson). Nothing is set in stone but October may be my favorite month so I've decided to wear it, eat it, do it, see it, be it and say it like I mean it.

October is Honky Tonk. Find me on a callous wood floor, Frye boots on and the band singing "blue eyed girl" to the young ladies in front.

October is grateful. Dinner parties, dance parties, rowdy nights and laughing out loud; I love my friends and I love you dad (Happy Birthday!)

October is bold. I will continue to wear my Birkenstocks to class, they are comfortable and make up for 5-inch patent leather on the weekends. Stare all you want.

October is no trick just treat: Wine and dine with my ultimate, favorite, best, to.die.for cookie...the molasses cookie. Pinot?

October is: Happy Hour