Summer So Far

This summer is flying by. Although, summers usually do.

It seems like each week is a flitter of activity. We have visited the local art museum, been to the fountains, seen the Clifford exhibit, gone to the park countless times, ridden the roller-coasters relentlessly,(we bought season passes,lol.)

We've been to BBQ's galore and birthday bashes. We have sat through performances, some good, some well...

We have put miles on the Sequoia and have nothing but time and an oil change to show for it.

We have dined with family and friends and laughed and cried at the movies.

Ahhh, summer-so-far has been good to us!

Bla, bla, bla, and perhaps a little hope.

I don't like the rain much. I take that back. I don't like gloomy, gray skies, and muggy, humid weather. On days like these I think it changes my chemical make-up, or at least my hormones seem to notice the difference and I react accordingly. Bummed-out. Don't get me wrong, I don't mean I'm depressed or anything, not that I haven't been there. I generaly don't respond well to ill-fated weather reports. I wind up feeling like I'm ninetyfive and have arthritis; my bones start to ache.
If you haven't checked the weather in Missouri, well, not only is it raining, but it is gloomy.

Whoa! Wait a minute! Can this truly be? As I sit here typing the sun has come up out of the clouds in all its glory. The sky is turning blue. Oh let it last, let it last.