The weather here in Charlotte has cooled down considerably this week, and as excited as I am to don leggings and sweaters and scarves, I still enjoy the occasional sundress. These photos are from several weeks ago, when it was still in the 80s or 90s every day.

I went through OMG White Dress Obsession when I was planning my wedding and ended up with a few too many white pieces for showers, brunches, and even our reception's after party, but I'm pleased to announce that this one has been worn several times for non-wedding related reasons.

Dress (similar): Tahari

Bag: Brighton | Bracelet: Banana Republic | Watch: Michael Kors

Earrings: Acute Designs

Reading A Tree Grows in Brooklyn, which I found on my bookshelf the other day and have somehow never read until now. It's so beautifully written and I'm really enjoying taking my time with it.

Watching so much Modern Family. I've had a tough couple of months, and watching that show with Rob always makes me laugh, cheers me up, and brings me optimism. I love how it can be so hilarious and ridiculous but always ends up making me cry in the last minute or two. Such a wonderful show.

Missing Minneapolis, a lot. I thought that once it started to cool down up there I'd be happy to have "escaped" it, if you will, but I'm finding myself really wishing we were back, feeling those cold mornings and wondering when that first snow will come. It doesn't help that there are countless fabulous restaurants, my favorite coffee shop, and a few great friends of mine who I really miss, too.

Looking forward to another long stretch of no events. My friend Tina's wedding was a few weeks ago and we had some time to wind down here in our new place, and then yesterday I got back from another long weekend in Roanoke for a going-away party and a baby shower for two different friends. It's still really nice being able to drive back and see people, but sometimes I feel like Rob and I are always on the move.

Thinking about some people in my life who lost a dear friend unexpectedly over the weekend. My heart is broken for all of them. Life is short, and it's devastatingly unfair sometimes.

Loving these cooler mornings and the hint of fall in the air here in North Carolina. I think my favorite season might finally be upon us (she says impatiently on this, the first day of fall)!

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Thanks, Dani, for the post inspiration!

Every morning I stand in the kitchen, watching my husband have breakfast at the bar. It sounds so silly, but it's one of the times every day when I really feel like a wife. We aren't much into traditional gender roles, but because I work from home, sometimes it feels like it might look like we do. Either way, making him a cup of coffee while he gets ready for work in the morning makes me smile, whether it screams "housewife" or not.

We've only been married for four months. But even after living together for several years, there are old things that somehow now feel new. I think it's the move from Minneapolis to Charlotte more than the marriage, though, because I didn't really feel this way in Minnesota. Making our bed. Eating dinner together on the couch. Waking up on a Saturday and vowing to do absolutely nothing all day.

And then there are the new things that will still feel new for months. Referring to Rob as my husband, or his parents as my in-laws. Taking the train to meet him for lunch in the city. Driving instead of flying to visit a friend in another city. Writing "Megan Peterson" on anything. After we moved, we finally unpacked our wedding gifts, so this apartment feels like the first place we've lived since the wedding. New plates, new glasses, new pots and pans, a new life together.

Fall is on its way and I'm always amazed at how nostalgia just floods my heart and brings me right back to high school or college or whatever I was doing the previous year. And every year, I pick up a few new experiences and add them to the emotional album that is my life. Last year we were planning a wedding, visiting Virginia for engagement photos and a party, missing fall while we felt winter slowly but surely descend upon Minneapolis. We turned an unfamiliar place into our home, and as I find myself missing it so much this year, I can't help but think about where I will be next year--hopefully feeling settled and at home here in North Carolina.

A lot can happen in a year.