Alright, summer. Uncle. |
Lately though, the fun summer stuff is taking up the biggest piece of the time-pie. And it's SO FUN. But as we near the end of August, the "dog days" of summer, (it's 60 degrees as I write this. wtf.) I feel kind of like a drug addict; thinking, planning, crafting my next summer adventure. It can't be almost over! We just started! I only got one pedicure! The people only got to see one shade of red on my toes for the whole summer!
Do you do this too? Cram as much fun as humanly possible into twelve weeks? By the end I'm so full of fun it's hard to even see straight.