Monday, 1 June 2009

Summer Time at Last




Shalom:
OK, summer isn't really until 21 June, but for me, Summer begins June first.
Something about the sun seems to feel warmer and hangs about longer like a dear friend.


Time for lemon-aide, SunTea and grilling salmon on the grill. I plan to buy one of those tiny little grills you can use on the fire-escape. Time for salads, fried chicken, watermelon and mint chocolate ice cream.


And getting up at 6 a.m to speed walk it all off.


Mark comes home tomorrow evening. Actually around 10p.m.


And we have six wonderful days ahead of us.


I have already started planning our getaway. Williamburge of course.


We would take in a Broadway Show, but army captains don't rate for obtaining AirForce One.


This evening, after I finish the task I have set for myself, I shall paint my toenails pink.


Another one of my summer traditions: nail polish on-shoes off.


I shall wash and braid my hair and get ready for my big guy's arrival.
I have missed that man.
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