The ability to run all over God's creation is the only thing I like about summer. Hate the heat, hate the crowds at the beach, love the liberal leave policy, four day work weeks and no school schedule to work around (the absence of homework ain't too bad either).
In the 5 weeks since school's been out, K had three weeks at summer camp followed by one week with her dad and one week with my folks. She pencilled me in for a visit in DC this past weekend before heading back to her dad's. She'll be there for two weeks, then back to PA for two weeks with Grandma and Grandpa.
I plan to pick her up in the 'Burgh so we can troll downtown and restock our exhausted stash of Steeler's bling before football season kicks off. We're out of temporary tattoos and apparently, it's near impossible to find a black and yellow boa outside of southwest PA . . . trust me on this, we've been looking for year and a half.
If I ever get the pictures off the camera, y'all (yes, Julie, I said "y'all") will love our adventures as much as we did. Let just say, if you've got to be stuck in traffic on I-95, it helps if you're next to a pickup decorated as a giant red lobster.
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Can't wait to see y'alls pictures (see, y'all can even be plural).
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