Ice skates and flip flops. There is no better place to be than in an ice rink in the summer.
The sad part is that there is not much ice time in the summer. During the day, Daughter and I have had the rink almost to ourselves since fall and we've gotten spoiled.
She can fly around at warp speed without getting in anyone's way.
Now that school is out the rinks are filled with summer camps and lots of kids slipping and sliding all over the place. Thursday was our last daytime session. Boo.
It's time to pack away the winter gear for a few weeks. In August Daughter is teaching a week long Theater on Ice camp to get the production team back in session for next year's competitive season. I'll be attending-if I can still remember to skate. That's a long time for this old lady to be off the ice.