Saying Goodbye to Summer

Please excuse my recent absence from my blog. I have been busy mourning the soon anticipated death of summer. If you know me well, you know that I love the freedom, carelessness, and heat of summer. If I thought my kids would actually listen to me, I would home school them. (Oh, wait. I'd actually have to know something then, too.) Because I do not want to spread my depression like the plague I have composed a short list of what I will miss. Appropriately titled.....................

What I will miss:

• Sleeping past 5:30 a.m.
• My kids.
• Not having to think about lunch until lunch.
• Sitting with my chair half in the Guadalupe river watching my kids try to catch minnows with buckets.
• Saying, "Gramma used to say 'There are no boring things, just boring people,'" with a smug look on my face.
• Not having a real agenda.
• Going to the library in the middle of the day because we just finished the book we were reading.
• Morning movies.
• Four short people cuddling me in bed in the morning asking, "Is it wake-up time yet?"
• Not having to wake up at the crack of dawn simply to get in a 40 minute run.
• Drinking beer with my lunch because, "A beer would go great with this lunch." (don't judge me)
• Sitting outside reading a great novel while my kids raise havoc in the ghetto pool.
• Sitting in the front reading a great novel while the kids speed down the hill on their bikes.
• Staying late at the track and not having to worry about getting all the small people on the bus in the morning.
• Going the entire day without looking at the clock once.
• Playing and talking outside till the last bit of the sun has faded and the kids are dead-dog tired and filthy dirty.

Happy 'start of school,' friends. Know that I am a little sad now, but will be forced to recover soon. ;o)