A trumpet fanfare to announce it would help

Oh man, it's October now. Crazy, when did that happen? I'm so shocked every time the month changes. Like I was so used to the old month and now it's like Bam! new month, new stuff. For example, October means Halloween. It also means real fall. September has fall, but it's not the same. October is more long-sleeve shirts, raking, and pumpkins hence real fall. Except for currently, the weather has been warm. And don't get me wrong, I'm loving the 80 degree days, but it's just confusing. As if the changing of the month normally isn't confusing enough. Like remembering to flip your calender, is hard to remember sometimes. Because if you haven't realized, it's now October 9th and I'm writing this as if it were October 1st. Anyways, I had to get this out of my system, because seriously, it gets me every time.

Seasons change; men don't

Why, hello there, Mr. Fall! What are you doing here? I wasn't expecting you for another 20 days! Please, come have a seat. What is that you brought for me, 60 degree weather? I haven't had that in ages! Thank you so very much! Though, I have to be honest with you, Mr. Fall, I am not prepared for your arrival. You'll have to sleep on the couch, I'm afraid. Ms. Summer is still in the guest room. That doesn't trouble you? What was that you said about Ms. Summer? Oh, you fancy her? She has such a warm personality. Yes, she has that too, hee hee. Mr. Fall! Please, watch your manners! I cannot have you talking about using your wind to lift up Ms. Summer's skirts! What would Mr. Winter and Mrs. Spring say! Mr. Fall! Mr. Winter would never use his cold for Ms. Summer's nipples! How dare you accuse him of such an ungentlemanly thing! Mr. Fall, I think I'm going to have to ask you to leave. I can not tolerate that vulgarity, especially while Ms. Summer is upstairs. Speaking of Ms. Summer she should have been down here for supper by now. Well, she probably heard you talking and didn't wish to come down with you insulting her innocence. And no, Mr. Fall, you cannot throw Ms. Summer down into a pile of leaves and have your way with her! I don't care how large her bosom is! Good day, Mr. Fall! *Slam!* Humph!