Friday, September 16, 2016

My Ode to Pumpkins

My name is Sarah and I am a basic white girl. Why? Because I love pumpkins. I've loved pumpkins since before it was cool to love pumpkins, but because I love pumpkins (especially pumpkin spice lattes), I am a basic white girl.

True story - I looked up the definition of basic white girl on UrbanDictionary.com (cause I'm old). Just in case you aren't familiar with what a basic white girl is, here's the definition and a lovely example:

A female who conforms to her surroundings and claims she is unique. She often drinks Starbucks, wears Ugg boots in August, and posts selfies on social networking sites every. single. day. Also uses hashtags that don't have anything to do with the picture itself.
Girl 1: Hey, let's go to Starbucks and wear leggings with Uggs! 
Girl 2: OMG YES. We are so basic! Girl 1: Take a picture! Hashtag yay us, basic white girls, Starbucks, bye, like, what
Most of that just made me cringe inside, not going to lie. I don't wear uggs, I don't say "bye," but the pumpkins and starbucks, they get me all the time. 
Normally, come September 1, I allow the pumpkin obsession to take over.  Pumpkin beer. Pumpkin bread. Pumpkin Spice Lattes. All the pumpkin decorations. There's even a pie plate that looks like a pumpkin. It's a problem, I know.  
Basically, all the pumpkin things happen September 1. And this year was no different, until September 6 when they came to a screeching halt with Clean 14. Never fear, I have made up for the lack of Dogfish Head Punkin Ale and Pumpkin Bread and PSLs in my life by bringing out all the pumpkins, even finding a Clean 14 pumpkin recipe!
My pumpkins are on my table.
This photo makes my kitchen look much more vintage than it really is!
My giant pumpkin is on the wall. 
My Happy Everything Plate has its pumpkin in place, too.

I even made a pumpkin breakfast custard that was Clean 14/Whole 30 compliant.  However, I have been instructed to not make it again for a very long time, ha. That's when you know it's bad, when Aaron, who eats anything, tells you not to make it again.

Breakfast pumpkin Custard. It's just not the answer to the pumpkin obsession...
I even have a pumpkin sign for the yard, but I'm holding off until the official first day of fall for that one.  You know, keep the crazy inside the house!

People, I even had a shirt from Modcloth that has a pumpkin and a latte on it. The obsession is real. But it's okay.  In four days, I get to have my true pumpkin love back, the PSL. 


Until then, I'll just look at all my cute pumpkins around the house. Happy Friday, people. And if you can, enjoy a PSL for me!

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