It suddenly feels like summer again.
• My high school aged son, PR, took his last Advanced Placement exam for the year yesterday.
He still has over a month of school until summer break, but the big “junior year pressure” has now lessened.
(Of course, he still has prom and an SAT test ahead of him … so the high school pressure isn’t completely off.)
After the AP exam yesterday, I let him play hookie from his other classes and took him out to lunch.
Then we came home, just the two of us, and watched Captain America.
I laughed a lot.
It made for a really nice, unplanned, afternoon.
• I have a new bikini waxer (“waxologist”) this summer too.
She asked me for details about “the Burke Williams event” when I had my appointment with her recently.
It startled me.
I did a mid-bikini-wax double take.
(And that’s not an easy thing to do!)
My initial reaction was … how do you know about the Burke Williams event?
Then, in a flash, the light bulb went on.
A near-total-stranger is reading about my life on the Internet,
And then ripping my pubes out the day she meets me.
Did you know there are over 3 million people living in Orange County?
How likely is it that the person pouring hot wax on my girly bits would be reading Twenty Four At Heart?
• Tonight my older son, RC, will get home from college.
He took his finals last week and his summer break has officially begun.
RC will be in Orange County off and on all summer.
I haven’t seen him since Christmas.
I’ve never gone this long, without seeing one of my kids.
I really miss him.
I’m so happy he’ll be home for awhile. There will be squealing (and possibly happy tears) at my house tonight.
• There are other reasons it feels like summer here also.
Doc, my Golden Retriever, and I have both been swimming a lot recently.
The weather is warm, the pool is warm – it’s hard for either of us to resist.
I’m trying to be exceedingly careful with my arm. (I use a kickboard most of the time to avoid worsening my, already bad, pain levels.)
Doc likes to retrieve the kickboard, as you can see in the above photo.
(Doc’s love of retrieving sometimes becomes a problem when I’m not done using the kickboard yet.)
• At the end of each day, I feel the pull to the ocean.
There are sunsets to watch.
There are ocean breezes to feel.
I feel compelled to take long walks on the sand.
Suddenly, even the end of each day feels like summer.