It's official...in my mind, at least.

Every year there comes a point where something in my head flips, and bam- it's fall. At the point of the "flipping," there also arrives a very strong urge to light yummy-smelling candles in the kitchen and do something to decorate the house for the new season.

Well, flip! Blake and I made a trip up to Michaels today, smelled all of the different candles (well, I smelled them, and when I tried to let him smell them he tried to eat them...), and wandered through the fake fall flower department. Happy sigh...fall can come now!