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My nemesis actually came in handy for table decorations for Sunday family night dinner a couple weeks ago.

Now, if only I can figure out what to do with the other 4 skillion leaves.

My Nemesis

Superman has Lex Luthor.

Batman has the Joker.

And I?

I have this.

Oh, yes, it looks like a fabulous golden blast of color. A veritable fall ICON, as it were. But it is evil. EVIL, I tell you.

Well. Maybe not precisely EVIL. But in a few short days, this happens.

And, really, I should wait a couple of weeks and take a picture because the leaves will be piled up like a huge mass of golden coins. And, even though that sounds poetic. It isn't. If they stayed there, I would have no problem. But they don't. They blow. Right across the driveway and up against the door of the garage. In big piles. So when you open the garage, they blow in. They scatter everywhere. Then they are tracked in.

For the next six months.

Tom insists the leaves are no problem because "they blow away". In what universe is he living? Oh, yes. The manverse. In the manverse, you don't even notice the leaves that have been tracked in all over the frakin' house. For the next six months.

Last year, I finally broke down and gathered up big armfuls of leaves and stuffed them in the trash can. I was not about to break out the rake. But I may have to give in this year.

Because those leaves are blowing nowhere but straight into the garage.

Even if my husband can't even see them.

I hate that tree.

Even if it is kinda pretty.

Stumble It!

I THINK I Already Did That

Jack Frost is starting to nip our noses around here and everywhere you go, you see trees that have one section of crimson or gold leaves which have turned that color virtually overnight. I thought about taking a walk and getting some photographs but then I thought.

Hey. I think I did that exact same thing last year.

And I did. So you can just go and look at those pictures. Because really? There is not a whole lot of change from one fall to the next. It's basically the same leaves going from green to yellow or red. And then they all fall off. Not much excitement there. Except I get to wear nice leather boots soon. There IS that.

So I decided to take pictures of my fall decorations instead. Because that way I could stay in my sleeping pants all day. And that's pretty much the criteria for deciding what to do on the weekend around here. I love decorating for the seasons because, frankly, I get bored with my house and, since Tom won't let me buy all new furniture every month or so, this is our compromise.

So, come on in, y'all! Here's the fall arrangement I made for my front hall.

And here's my electric Jack'O'Lantern because nothing says Halloween like a pumpkin you plug into the wall.

Come on in the family room. Here's my fall cushions on the couch.

And my coffee table.

The fireplace.

And lest we forget? The bathroom. Because everyone knows that your bathroom must be seasonal as well. We are JUST LIKE Martha Stewart around here. Without the jail time.

So there you have it. My fall decorations. Do you have yours up yet?

Stumble It!

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