Somehow my husband and I survived a summer in Florida. We moved here in June, which is at the front of the hottest time of year. Now we are looking forward to the rest of the year, and it can only get better from here, right? We obviously knew what we were doing moving here in June. (Don't let me fool you. This would be what you call sarcasm. We had heard horror stories about the Florida humidity, and they are all true.) Goodbye hurricane season. Goodbye sweaty and gross. Hello beautiful time of year. Hello to wearing jeans and sweatshirts while drinking pumpkin spice lattes outside! Yeah! Welcome to fall in Florida. If winter gets much colder than this I might need to bust out a fleece jacket. We are Floridians now!