A Pop of Poppy

I could have sworn today was Thursday. Isn't that the worst? When you think it's a lot later in the week than it is? Even B asked me this morning what today was (we like to quiz each other on simple things early in the day to judge the severity of the morning fog) and after a long pause, I had to look at a calendar to confirm it was in fact Tuesday and not the day before Friday. At least it's not Monday, eh? I'm kind of stuck in the weird transition of seasons. I am so ready for fall weather (remember that here in Texas that just means anything under 80 degrees) as well as pulling out my fall clothes. But then again, I can't let go of wearing white and brights just...