Anouchka Talks

Happy fall, y'all!  It is my absolute favorite season and I'm so pumped about my favorite month and sweaters and decreased humidity (where I live) and crock pots and candy corn and colorful leaves and hot beverages and crisp mornings and all the things commonly associated with this beautiful time of year.  I friggin' love it.  Before I was pregnant, and especially when I was in my peak training condition (read: back when I weighed a whopping 99 pounds), I was cold all. the. time.  Once I got knocked up and packed on some extra weight (that apparently has no intention of leaving me any time soon), my thermostat changed.  Now, I can't handle the heat.  I schvitz above 65 degrees and drag my feet to go anywhere that requires pants.  I rarely wear a winter coat in weather that normally dictates one and I dread the advent of summer.  I dream of a white Christmas. And Mardi Gras.  And Fourth of July.  I not only prefer fall weather these days, but my body evidently mandates