In the category of "Things You Must Try": Reed's Spiced Apple Cider. It's cold, fizzy, and bursting with spicy apple deliciousness. I think if you could bottle autumn, it would taste remarkably similar.It's a great beverage to consume while carving pumpkins and eating pumpkin cake, both of which I have enjoyed with my friends this week. I love celebrating fall, and I wish it wasn't leaving so quickly. In the category of "Things You Should Never Try," I would nominate the recently released movie Love in the Time of Cholera. We decided to rent this movie during our fun girl's night this weekend, and now we'll never get those three miserable hours of our lives back again. Horrible makeup (you just can't pretend that 30-somthing actors look like they're 80), contrived and revolting plot, and dreadfully poor acting. I'm still sort of gagging just thinking about it.
You know, the bummer about fall is that it turns into winter, and winter is remarkably chilly. My house, being over 100 years old and rather large, is rather impossible (and costly) to heat. The temperature has fallen swiftly this past week. I'm starting to get a taste of what the colder months will be like, and I have to say I'm not looking forward to it. I'm sitting here writing in my living room, bundled up in a sweatshirt, thick scarf, and woolen slippers, and it's only October. As I've found myself complaining a great deal about this state of affairs, I saw something
this past week that made me pause. I was sprinting to work one morning after sleeping past my alarm, shivering as I ran against the freezing wind, when I looked across the street and saw a homeless man, sleeping on the steps of the church down the street from my house. He was curled up under a thin blanket on the frosty concrete, and I shuddered as I thought about him sleeping the night there. My house may be drafty and cold, but it is a home, and I am incredibly blessed to have it. How quickly I forget about the millions in this country who still struggle daily to survive. They fight continually for shelter, warmth, protection, food, all the basic necessities of life...while I feel overwhlemed with the stress of academic papers and making it to work on time.
this past week that made me pause. I was sprinting to work one morning after sleeping past my alarm, shivering as I ran against the freezing wind, when I looked across the street and saw a homeless man, sleeping on the steps of the church down the street from my house. He was curled up under a thin blanket on the frosty concrete, and I shuddered as I thought about him sleeping the night there. My house may be drafty and cold, but it is a home, and I am incredibly blessed to have it. How quickly I forget about the millions in this country who still struggle daily to survive. They fight continually for shelter, warmth, protection, food, all the basic necessities of life...while I feel overwhlemed with the stress of academic papers and making it to work on time. Oh how quickly I forget.
