I love summer so, so much. While all the seasons have beauty, I must confess, I've never understood how anyone could enjoy winter or fall more than summer. I love being hot. I love being outside. I love not having to wear socks or real shoes or warm PJs. I love that the sun starts to come up way before 6:00 am.
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I was thinking about all of this as I sat outside on my lunch hour on Friday. It prompted me to come up with my summer rules:
- Be outside at lunch as often as possible - whether I'm reading, writing, walking, eating, or just sitting and thinking (or not thinking).
- Run outside as much as possible. Save cross training for rainy days.
- Skip buying ice cream at the grocery and go to Handel's, Rita's, or similar as often as possible!
- Don't worry about housework. Call it good if the house isn't a complete wreck, we are all in fairly clean clothes, and the tub and toilets haven't turned black.
- Make simple syrup (for lemonade and mojitos) and barbecue sauce from scratch. Use both liberally.
- Take the boy outside to play at every opportunity. Blow bubbles. Get dirty. Drink from the hose. Repeat.
