enJOY it by Elise Blaha Cripe

fall is.

Fall is this chair and wall in the Georgetown Starbucks. Where I sit and read almost every day before work starts. Where I often fall asleep. Where I am warm and cozy and alone for an hour or so.

Fall is football games. And learning what it is like to cheer on a school that you no longer are at the center of but still feel so strongly connected to.

Fall is new clothes. Like boots and jackets. It is opening up boxes and hanging up sweaters. It is remembering that you actually like winter clothes more than summer clothes but knowing that in six months you will feel the opposite.

Fall is a busy schedule and a busy store. It is slowly rebuilding my bank account. It is making time for making stuff. It is continuing to settle in to this new life on the East Coast.

Fall is feeling comfort. It is finding warmth. It is full of promise.

I am very much looking forward to this new season.

the box.

I went upstairs at work today and the girl who designs our window displays - the girl who is probably the best artist I have met in real life - had a box with eye holes cut into it on her head.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Thinking inside the box" she said.

speaking of books.

I finally got mine out of the grocery bags they rode across the country in. We do not have bookshelf for them. So they are in piles. Color Order piles, I might add.

Thank you very much for the encouragement on the Elise Blaha Wants To Be a Writer Saga.

Step one is admitting it.

Step two is starting a word document filled with random beginnings of a book.

Well, for me that is step two.

Have a good Thursday.

book share.

I am currently rereading every book in my collection. Between the commute, my early arrivals in Georgetown and my lunch break, I have a lot of time to breeze through books.

And I just reread Sammy's Hill. It is chick lit. It is easy and breezy and not exactly a thinker. But it is funny. Because Sammy, the main character, is a totally hilarious nut case. And I wish more than anything that she was a real person and she kept a blog. Because I would for sure stalk her life.

The book takes place in DC and Sammy rides the red line to get to work. A fact that I found particularly exciting, mostly because I was sitting on the red line and on my way to work when I read it.

Anyways. Good book. Funny book. Little bit different book. And yes, it is written by Al Gore's daughter. Somehow that made it all the more interesting to me.

And a sidenote/confession. I really want to write a book. While I am reading books, I always think, "Oh yes, I can totally do this." But let me tell you, reading words and writing words are two completely different tasks.

the day off.

I think I am one of those people that needs a day off. Like I could never be a real life version of the characters on West Wing. Nor could I work for an investment banking firm. Or be an astronaut that goes up into space for a week long span.

I just need the day off.

The day to sit and blog and watch the best of American television on DVR. I need the lazy Paul and Elise days.

Do not get me wrong. I am so glad I spent Saturday meeting some awesome East Coast Scrapper girls. It is so cool to talk to people in real life about this little hobby o' mine. (Sidenote to you girls...We got HAMBLY in today at P Source, loves.)

But I am looking forward to a little time tomorrow.