It's that time of year again. The greatest time. The fall. After dealing with one of the hottest summers I can recall since living down here in Wichita, the temperature is starting to get lower. I say starting to because we still have quite a few days that are in the low nineties. We have had says that have been fall-like, but not many of them. The humidity is still in the air, and there are sporadic thunderstorms. It rained the other night for quite honestly, five minutes. Then it passed. After looking at the radar, we came to find out we were on the northern end of a huge storm to the south and east of us. Who knew.
I know I shouldn't complain too much about the temperature right now. I'll take what I can get with it. The weather is just right to do some outdoor activities. The state fair is going on right now too. It is fun to head up there at least once a year, and we normally go in the middle of the week when it isn't too crowded. Granted, there aren't a ton of demonstrations or goings on in the middle of the week, but we like to get up there just to walk around and people watch. And get a corn dog. And homemade ice cream. Did I mention people watch? It's a glorious time for that.
Of course, the biggest thing that the majority of people think about right now, is football. My lowly Lions imploded against the much hated Bears yesterday, to the surprise of no one. It's too bad, but I love them anyways. That's not what I'm excited about. Football is fun to watch, college football is wonderful. However, hockey season is inching closer and closer. I can hear the blades on the ice, the shouts for a cross ice pass, the smell of the arena. Hockey arenas have always had a certain smell to them, but not a bad smell, unless you are close to the bench. I have never been able to identify it, it's always just been....there. It is what it is.
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