I do not actually sustain with you younger whippersnappers’ schedules, however going by the desserts coming in I am guessing summer season trip is beginning up. Soooo…
Hey, hoopy froods, faculty’s is out for summer season!!
You realize what’s superior about summer season, apart from throwing all these pesky grammar guidelines to the wind?
Leaping into swimming pools of cubed inexperienced Jell-O, that is what:
In the course of the Winter Underlined e-book tour I really had an entire Q-and-A session derailed by a dialogue on the apply of mixing Jell-O with cake. Apparently a few of you weirdos do this.
[ducking and running for cover]
That is not all summer season is understood for, although. There’s additionally the ice cream cones:
(Truthfully unsure which elements of which are edible…however I am hoping the reply is “none of it.”)
And steaks on the grill:
YUM.
And hamburgers:
(I like how even the faux plastic ants will not contact these “french fries.”)
And sizzling canine pancakes:
This appears like a job for… the Particular Pancake Victims’ Unit!
*DONK DONK*
After which, in spite of everything that meals, you get to stuff your self right into a bathing swimsuit:
I really look precisely like this in a bikini, solely paler*. And with extra muffin tops. (HEYO.)
(*Folks are inclined to assume Floridians are tremendous tan, summer-loving sun-worshippers. Hee! SO CUTE. No, we are the ones huddled inside with the AC blasting, laughing in any respect you loopy vacationers are on the market getting warmth strokes. We additionally personal extra sweaters than the common Alaskan, as a result of there is no such thing as a place colder within the continental U.S. than inside a Florida public constructing through the month of June.)
After which after all there are the fun-loving hordes of ants…
I swear these items are solar-powered.
To not point out the blistering warmth…
…and household holidays the place everybody’s depressing besides the organizer of stated trip, who’s homicidally decided to have a great time…
[One of my most cherished Disney memories is of the family collapsed on a park bench, moaning, while the Dad stands before them, screaming, “We’re not here to RELAX, we’re here to HAVE FUN.”
“I’m having fun! I’m having fun!“
Plus there’s nothing good on TV, and the neighborhood kids wake you up at oh-HAIL-no-thirty with their shrill little screams of glee and stomping feet, and all the parks and shops are crowded, and, and…
Huh. How long ’til Fall, again?
Thanks to Tracey D., Adriane M., Sam H,, Kerry L., Lauralee L., Aj M., Jill V., Julie G., Kristin M., and Becky C. for making us realize just how much we need a vacation.
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P.S. If you insist on being OUTSIDE in this heat, especially at, say, an Orlando theme park, at least do yourself a favor and get one of these:
Portable Personal Misting Fan
They come in a whole rainbow of fun colors and cost half what you’d pay at a theme park.
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And from my other blog, Epbot:
