Mark and I got married in June, and I was marginally concerned about my guests and the heat (since everyone was coming from out of state) We got married the 2nd week of June and I remember being excited that we hadn't hit 100 degrees yet that summer. So now that's my "marker"; if we hit 100 degrees before June 10th, I panic about what a miserable summer we're in for.
We must be in for a miserable summer since we hit 100 degrees in April.
It is hot outside.
But I'm surprisingly excited for summer. Mark says I need to get a hobby because I have 4 or 5 little vacations planned for us. (I even started planning vacations that are as far away as 2.5 years! I should've been a travel agent.)
I'm also excited not to be working! And to be able to have lazy days by the pool. I signed up for playgroups, museum meberships, bowling passes, movie passes, whatever cheap indoor entertainment I could find.
My Mom was in town last week. She comes out every few months, but this was the first time since I became a stay at home mom, so it was the first time I was able to really host and entertain while she was here. It was a great way to kick off the summer. We kept her pretty busy; she was a good sport. (Even at 6:45 in the morning when we woke her up to go get doughnuts.)
