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For me and for Dagny this fall...

Are you kidding me hat and pom pom?

As the weather averaged in the 60s to 70s all weekend, naturally I started day dreaming about fall. Florida, as miserable as it is all summer, is really great in the coming months. You don't get to fully commit to a fall and winter wardrobe, but a good sweater is truly your go to. Some days it may be with shorts and sneakers and other days it could be cold enough to go under a coat. Mornings and evenings are cool. But days are warm enough to go to the beach or sit in the sun. New England still trumps all when it comes to fall. But once a month of snow comes and goes and the temperature is consistently under 10 degrees, I'm ready for the beach again.

Anyway, I go to Toronto next week and am praying for cool crisp weather. When Mark was here recently, I packed a suitcase of my favorite sweaters, coats and boots so that I could travel with one less bag when I go. In Toronto I have to pick up all of the luggage and carry it through customs before I meet Mark. With a baby, carry on, stroller, two suitcases and a car seat I miserably failed during my last visit. Well a week after Mark flew back, we were face timing and talking about Dagny walking around in the city. He pictured her in her new pink coat we bought her and how cute she'd be. At the same time his face went blank, pale, and lifeless. His eyes got really big as he realized that coat was in the bag he left the airport without. And he said "the bag..." After 24 hours of thinking the bag was long gone and some stranger was happy to have all of my most treasured "investments," the airport found it and delivered it safely. While this was going on Mark had the nerve to say that maybe it could be a good lesson for me. I'm still not quite sure what that lesson is, but I do know that he dodge a very big lesson that he would of learned when I went shopping in Toronto to replace the lost treasures.