This summer has begun to take on a distinctly gluttonous pallor.
Today we went to our favorite beach where we played in the sun for five hours. Fried clams were eaten, frappes were sampled, the weather was perfect and we ran into some friends from home so the girls had pals to play with. The water was even warm enough so that I enjoyed frolicking and playing rescue boat with my girls.
To be honest, I'm finding all of the fun a bit oppressive. Growing up Catholic and spending many years in Catholic school I learned early the value of work and suffering. The relentless fun of summer feels unnatural to me. At first I enjoy the decadence, the delicious sweet nectar of summer. We sleep late, we watch more movies. We do not study the times tables even though we should. It's a bit wanton and sinful. I must repent.
Tomorrow I will make a list. We will grocery shop. Laundry will be done. A small bit of structure will be returned as we begin the countdown to fall.
3 comments:
Yeah, Don' t you feel like back to school means back to work. At least it is holiday season coming up! Yeah! Enjoy your last of summer!
Hugs, Lisa
It sounds like you're on the south side of the cape. I visited a friend there once and he explained that the south side was warm and the north side cold. And that the north side had clean water, and the south, well, something else. I believed the warm - cold part, but having come through Boston and seeing the harbor he couldn't sell me on the north side being clean. This was 20 years ago so I'm sure all is nice and tidy now. Have fun.
It's pretty quiet here this week. I need to find something fun to do. Tomorrow is your thrift shopping day, isn't it?
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