summer.
when bedtime is always late.
the windows are down at night.
popsicles are an afternoon snack.
and shave ice is often lunch.
as susan put it,
"summer: when popsicles and ice cream become the major food groups."
more please,
more.
...
yesterday was a park city day.
i didn't wear sunscreen.
duh.
it's not pretty.
my sunburned skin that is.
park city was pretty.
and smelled nicely too.
REALLY NICE.
my sunburn is not nice.
oh how we love brooke, blake, and baby jack.
muchas,
muchas gracias.
{i took high school spanish for three years.
i'm pretty much NOT bilingual.
but i like to pretend i am.}
farmer's market.
everything was $3.
made it easy to remember how much everything cost.
made it not easy to feel good that everything was the same price.
even though size was different.
apparently size does NOT really matter at the farmer's market.
but, the quality WAS worth it.
except next time i'm getting the brat.
is that how you spell it?
i'm not talking about BRATZ,
the annoying dolls.
i'm talking about bratS,
the spicy sausage.
with mustard and onions,
and parmesian on top.
and more corn.
YUM.
thank you wednesday.
you've been good to us.