It seems Chattanooga has finally turned the corner from Summer to Autumn. It's a glorious thing, and I have loved the weather over the past few days. Sunday afternoon I drove down the mountain from church with the windows down, the sunroof open, and U2's "Kite" blowing through the speakers. All was right with the world for those few moments.

The change in the weather has afforded us the opportunity to put our air conditioning to rest for the past few days. Unfortunately for me, we haven't been using the heat, either. I awoke this morning and yesterday morning to find that it was only 63 degrees inside our house. I've put on long sleeves, sat under blankets, and right now I'm enjoying my first cup of hot cocoa since February. Genia, on the other hand, is in paradise. Pregnant women are hot. Genia describes the feeling as if "there's a furnace attached to your body." She's lounging around in shorts and a t-shirt, enjoying the relief. She even said she's been sleeping better now that she doesn't wake up sweating in the middle of the night. Why would I argue with that? It's a good thing we've got a big canister of hot cocoa mix, because I'm gonna need it.