My my my, where has the time gone?
The kids are officially out of school, which means the liquor store closest to my house may note a slight jump in profits over the next couple of months.
Nothing major, I'm just saying is all.

Tis summer and the little people will be attending a fun summer campy thingee a week out of each month... and we'll spend alot of time bbq-ing... and we'll buy too many squirt guns that break in two days and always surprise us when they do.

We'll go through alot of play dough and I'll try to reconstitute it even when it's hard and crackly just to save a buck... and we'll have fans in every room pushing the hot air around while we spray ourselves with a fine mist of a cheap plastic spray bottle meant to style your hair.

We'll eat on my mega-cool porch all the time with it's x-mas and tiki lights, broken in loveseat and area rugs... we'll eat alot of beef made in various ways and like it all.... we'll take walks after dinner and check the mail often.

We'll listen to my big kid play guitar and try to sing... and we'll sing along, badly.

We'll rent Redbox and Netflix movies and eat too much popcorn and popsicles... and we'll go bike riding and skateboarding and carry water bottles around all the time.

We'll get a bb hoop for my front street and bother the neighbors with little kid yelling, laughing and arguing and buy wasp spray by the case.

We'll get rosy cheeks and and bitch that it's too fucking hot, but I'll cherish every single second of it and wish it lasted forever.

I'll take my big kid to Apogaea and I'll meet my lovely feisty soul sister V in Vegas.

I'll go to court and win... everything I always wanted... and I'll get cool new furniture for my family room.

I'll start school and remember how to use my mind in a clinical way again.

We'll take dumb pictures of dumb things and we'll think they're cool when noone else will.... and we'll clean the house as if we're gonna sell it.

I'll sit on my porch and smoke my cloves and thank the universe for bringing me everything I want and I'll remain in awe of how it all works.

I'll talk to people and hug them... I'll create and not put my right brain on hold anymore.

I'll remember to eat often... and we'll put the little a/c in the windows for two weeks thinking of what we need to buy so we hace a reason to go to the mall and bask in the cold recycled breath of strangers.

I'll see live music and visit with friends... and my kids can spend nights at grandmas house, the way it should be... whenever they want.

It's officially summer because I'm a Mama... and before I guess I might have said summer is what Mamas dread most... but now..... summer is what this Mama likes best. (And I won't even mind that whole continual shaving of the legs and what not.)

And summer is just the beginning of all... the... rest.
It's all good Beautiful People.... it's all so very fucking good.

Huzzah!!