Dinner tonight was not one of those meals you write about... or brag about... or really tell anyone about, if you can help it. But it's Sunday night, I had already cooked for a potluck at church, and Steve's been consistently melting down right around dinner time every night. And, to be perfectly honest, I like junk food sometimes. So we had pizza dip: cream cheese, spices, store-bought sauce, pre-shredded cheese, pepperoni (I made myself feel better by buying the uncured stuff), and breadsticks that came out of a can. And guess what? It was good. And Steve loved it.

I've been spending a lot of time trying to pretend it's fall. I went to the mall and bought seasonal hand soap. I also smelled all the fall candles to pick out my favorites for a future shopping trip. I've been making soup, and I bought apple cider. I'm hoping that if I do enough fall things, the weather will feel pressured to change. So far it's not working, but I'll keep trying.

And now, I'm off to bed so that I can attempt to get more than 6.5 hours of sleep.