Finally, it feels like fall.

Even though the first day of fall was over a week ago, it was hard to tell with temperatures in NYC still in the 80's, and the humidity through the roof with buckets of sticky rain. And then, finally this weekend the season switch finally kicked in. And I could not be happier. Saturday I woke up energized and ready to get my disheveled apartment back into shape. I opened all of my windows, blasted Mumford and Sons, and cleaned. I cleaned, and cleaned, and cleaned. And it felt good. I even went as far as packing away a few of my summer dresses, and filling their empty hangers with cardigans and wool sweaters. I made a quick trip to the gym, baked a batch of snicker doodles, and was off to Brooklyn for a night with the girls. It will be five years this January since I studied abroad in Florence. I was one of eleven girls that shared a five bedroom apartment in the heart of Florence. Lindsey, Jacqueline, Stephanie, Sabrina, and I have been getting together every few months since our time on Via Cavour, and it is always so great to see them. This time we were spending the evening at Jacqueline's new condo in South Slope. She made us an amazing Italian feast of zucchini, tomatoes and garlic, cheeses, prosciutto, frittata, watermelon and feta, and cookies. Yum. We planned on playing board games after eating, but we quickly changed our minds when Lindsey played the song Dynamite and we all started dancing. We had a serious dance party. We stood on couches, traded off playing DJ, and danced out on the balcony. And it was fun. 

Sunday, I again headed to Brooklyn, this time for breakfast at Peter Pan with Hannah, Matt, and Brianne. It was Brianne's first time to Peter Pan, and I was very excited for her! I had the usual coffee, egg, bacon and cheese sandwich, and a donut. Afterwards, I battled the lines at Trader Joe's in Union Square for some trail mixes, dried fruit, and mulling spices. After running a few more errands, I went home and made some mulled cider. I bundled up in sweats and slippers, and sat with my windows open drinking my hot mulled cider and enjoying the end of The Girl Who Kicked the Hornet's Nest. I am sad I finished the trilogy- I wish there was a fourth book! And then I took a Sunday afternoon nap. Ah... I love the weekend. I am looking forward to filling the next few weekends with anything and everything fall- bring on the cider, pumpkins, sweaters, scarves, apples, and changing leaves. I am ready. 

Another delicious breakfast at Peter Pan with amazing company. 

My Grandma Carter's handmade slippers.