Saturday, June 26, 2010

Summer has arrived. Let the complaining began.

   All winter we sit indoors and complain because we want to be outside.  In the garden, at the park, on the beach, or anywhere but inside.  Then low and behold its summer.  That magical season we have been dreaming about.  So what do we do... We run outside, over do it, and start a whole new set of complaints.
    The garden is being over run by too many of the wrong bugs and not enough of the right bugs.  Bees are great in the garden. Ants are not, the dang leaf cutter ants took every plant in an entire row overnight.  You love the butterflies, but hate the caterpillars (almost as bad as the ants).
   The park is too crowded, the Frisbee players don't look where they are going, and you wind up playing defense while you try to relax. ( Have you seen the wine bottle juggling scene in Pink Panther 2, yeah like that.)  Or you are the Frisbee player and forget you haven't done anything more athletic than lift the remote for the last 5 months.  Don't worry you muscles will tell you all about it later.
   The beach is crowded and the sand is too hot.  You have totally forgotten over the winter how sand has a way of getting into places you don't want it to get into.  The water is relaxing though, so much so it can lull you a sleep and you wake up with a severe sunburn
   This is what we waited for all winter.... Sure is
   So grab the lawn chairs, a bottle of wine,  the sunscreen, and head out.  We can always complain later, but right now I've got some summer plans.

1 comment:

Canadianbloggergirl said...

So true! But no matter how much sunscreen, shade and gazebos I sit under my skin is so fair I can burn in a matter of ten minutes to the point I peel!