Anyone else secretly (ok, not so secretly) glad summer is over? Don’t get me wrong, I love the idea of summer, but somehow, it’s just not as exciting when you’re a working adult. It’s like – look, here are all these fun activities that you can only do these 3 months a year! Beaches and bar crawls! Cookouts! Beers on patios! Except… there’s laundry. And the gym. And bills and chores and cleaning to do. Let’s not dive deeper into the Boston humidity in July. So that wonderful, fanciful idea of summer turns into just an idea.
Not to say I didn’t have a good summer – I did! (Clearly, because I haven’t been around here much ?) Highlights include a great weekend up in Plum Island, MA, another long weekend in Portsmouth, NH, a Red Sox game, many brunches with family and friends – and you better believe a whole lot of good food. Some day, we’ll have to make it back up to Burlington, VT – we’re very skilled in that both Randall and I managed to get sick the one week we took vacation. Yes, in the middle of August. Pretty naturally gifted if I do say so myself….