I don't really keep up with you young whippersnappers' schedules, but going by the cakes coming in I'm guessing summer vacation is starting up. Soooo...
Hey, hoopy froods, school's is out for summer!!
You know what's awesome about summer, besides throwing all those pesky grammar rules to the wind?
Jumping into pools of cubed green Jell-O, that's what:
During the Winter Underlined book tour I actually had a whole Q-and-A session derailed by a discussion on the practice of combining Jell-O with cake. Apparently some of you weirdos do that.
[ducking and running for cover]
That's not all summer is known for, though. There's also the ice cream cones:
(Honestly not sure which parts of that are edible...but I'm hoping the answer is "none of it.")
And steaks on the grill:
(I like how even the fake plastic ants won't touch those "french fries.")
And hot dog pancakes:
This looks like a job for... the Special Pancake Victims' Unit!
And then, after all that food, you get to stuff yourself into a bathing suit:
I actually look exactly like this in a bikini, only paler*. And with more muffin tops. (HEYO.)
(*People tend to think Floridians are super tan, summer-loving sun-worshippers. Hee! SO CUTE. No, we're the ones huddled inside with the AC blasting, laughing at all you crazy tourists are out there getting heat strokes. We also own more sweaters than the average Alaskan, because there is no place colder in the continental U.S. than inside a Florida public building during the month of June.)
And then of course there are the fun-loving hordes of ants...
I swear these things are solar-powered.
Not to mention the blistering heat...
...and family vacations where everyone's miserable except the organizer of said vacation, who is homicidally determined to have a good 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.