Tom & Alissa

I love September, and it becomes September this week. I’m incredibly psyched. My favorite season is coming! I know I have enthused about autumn too many times, but this is my blog, and you’re going to just have to hear it. :) We missed September in NYC almost entirely last year with funeral/wedding/honeymoon arrangements, so I’m grateful that it happens every year.

It was a busy, happy weekend. On Friday night I - and pretty much everyone I know - was at the Creek and the Cave in Queens for a concert, after which my talented-and-prolific writer-friend Beth and her husband Wayne gave me a ride home to Park Slope. I finished another disc of Six Feet Under over some popcorn. Crazy Friday evenings, I have.

We slept in on Saturday; I got up around 11am and read for a while (I finished it last night). Tom got up a little later (he hadn’t gotten in until about 7am), and we had brunch at Black Pearl, then went back to the apartment and gorged on Arrested Development till Tom had to go to work. I then read for a bit and finished the second season of Six Feet Under before bed.

My mom drove into town yesterday with my brother and two of his friends, who had been in Wildwood with my grandparents for the week. They came to church with me and then we headed down to Grey Dog for lunch and Soho for a little shopping (I bought a few things at Anthropologie - so sue me) before they headed home. I went to set for a while to see Tom and get my keys (long story).

Thursday is the anniversary of Dad’s passing. If you’ve joined me in the past year, you can read the blog entries from last August. We miss him greatly, but knowing where he is has been such a comfort.

Thursday is also, incidentally, move-in day at Messiah, and my brother is moving in, so I’m heading to Albany on Wednesday night, driving to Harrisburg with the family on Thursday and moving him in, and heading back to NYC and work on Friday. I’m glad it’s a three-day weekend.

Unrelatedly: The Anthropologie catalog used to be my favorite catalog (I have piles of old ones stacked up for future slicing-and-dicing), but I have to be honest - J. Crew has outdone themselves with their latest Paris-themed catalog. I think I’m in love. And I’d love to be a walking version. Anyone want to donate to the cause?

I’m a nerd, and because of that, I’ve already started on my 2008 book list. I’m taking suggestions.