Summertime Blues

This past weekend I celebrated the impending change of seasons with a coat of blue glitter on my nails. My toes got a coat of navy blue first. I thought it would be cool but it really just looks like I have a circulation problem.

You know it's summer when I go buy some gin. A small (very small) gin and tonic makes me so happy on a hot afternoon.

So does sangria. It reminds me of sitting in the grass at Wolf Trap listening to The Gypsy Kings.  Now I have them on Pandora all day. Ole!

 I had to fill the freezer with popsicles. They are the sure cure for those late night hot flashes.

 I've also had to get out the freezer bags. I don't want those popsicles melting on the way home from the store. I hate getting into a hot car in summer. I wish they made freezer bags for people.

I've traded in my chocolate addiction for a salt water taffy addiction even though I haven't been to the ocean in years. I need to do something about that.

I've also traded out my pretty pastel spring flowers and ribbons for something a bit fishy. I know, I know, summer isn't technically here for another few weeks but when it gets here, I'll be ready.