Fall break went too fast.
I guess all breaks go quickly, but this one seems to be particularly speedy. I guess it was because I was so busy – carving pumpkins, going shopping, catching up with my friends, and studying for some exams that are due after break is over. It was a good busy though, except for the maybe the studying part. That was significantly less fun.
I spent most of Friday lazing around in my pajamas – in fact, I spend most of any day over fall break when I didn’t have any reason not go outside in my pajamas. I also didn’t once exercise, and I took every opportunity I was offered to eat junk food. Ramen, pasta, french fries – you name it, and I probably felt no need to deny myself it.
I like to think I’m usually a pretty healthy person, so I decided to take a few cheat days during the holiday. Or…okay, it was more like a cheat week. It was probably bad, and I probably should’ve have done it with such vigor but I had fun.
So what was so special about Friday that I decided to put real clothes on?
A Goodwill trip, that’s what! I love Goodwill because I love hunting for thrift clothes, so I never pass up on an opportunity to go out to one. My mother hates Goodwill – she thinks it’s dirty and disorganized – but my father and I love it. Or at least, I love it. I think my dad just loves me.
I didn’t find anything too exciting there – I was hoping for something retro and 90s trendy, like what they sell at Urban Outfitters for $100, but n such luck. I did find a cute tank top, though, which was pretty cool.
Afterwards, my parents and I went out to dinner at a barbecue place, and I cried a little on the inside because I still had to finish packing all of my crap to return to Notre Dame. With the exception of that packing bit, it was a very nice last day of fall break in Lexington.
Poncho: Altar’d State
Boots: Target
















































































Now, I’ve experienced rain before, don’t get me wrong, It probably rains every afternoon in early June in Kentucky. But in Kentucky, the rain falls down, upon your head. In Northern Indiana, the rain falls sideways, into your face.
(Ironically, of course, it’s not raining at all in these photos – it had stopped by the time I was doing these. In fact, it was heating up a bit, and I just really wanted to take my raincoat off.)
The whole “rain in your face” thing, of course, is due to the wind we get here – we are only about an hour way from the Windy City. I don’t mind a breeze, especially at this time of year, when things are only just beginning to cool off, but it scares me for the winter – a bitter cold wind is one of the worst things that can hit you when it’s 20 degrees out, and I’m certain we’re going to have a lot of 20 degree days here.
The prospect of rain, however, doesn’t scare me in the least. I love the rain, and I have since I was a kid! I have two rain coats, two pairs of rain boots, a rain hat, and an umbrella (that I left at home…), so I’m always prepared with a fashionable outfit for a storm.
Almost always – t