Last Sunday's article for Westport Patch
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The season of sweat and mosquitoes appears to be upon us.
Rumor has it the longest day of the year just came and went and a new season has officially begun. If the solstice hadn't clued me in, I suppose there have been a few other seasonal reminders.
Here's what makes me think it just might be summer:
- Two words: reality TV.
- Somehow it seems perfectly reasonable to go to the ice cream shop about four times a week. (In fact, ice cream sounds pretty good right about now.)
- I'm spending more at Joey's by the Shore than at Trader Joe's.
- Bedtime? What's bedtime? Why should the kids go to bed when everyone's outside riding bikes at 8:30 pm or jumping on the trampoline? Even weirder: I've stopped caring if they stay up till 9:30.
- Shopping – once an entirely enjoyable activity -- has become a horrendous chore thanks to a certain seasonal garment: the swimsuit.
- Waxing has taken on a new, sudden urgency.
- It's all about the creams these days: sunblock, spray sunblock, solid sunblock, bug repellent. And when those don't work, it's aloe gel and calamine lotion.
- Cocktails with mint sound really refreshing.
- It's only been a few days since school let out, and already I've heard, "Mom, I'm bored!" more times than I can count.
- Back-to-school merchandise will surely be on shelves in a week or so.
- My kids are around everywhere, 24/7. I mean we love the little buggers and everything but don't these little people have anywhere else to be?
- The inside of the car is already filled with a few pounds of sand.
- The sprinklers and hoses are now used more for dousing neighborhood kids and siblings than for anything lawn-related.
- There's really no reason to wear anything other than flip-flops anymore.
And the final reason I'm pretty sure it's summer is:
- It's hotter than all hell outside. And humid, just to add to the fun.
So that proves it. Summer must be here.
Everyone in the pool!
westport.patch.com
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