I know, shocking, right??
But seriously, this is a fairly new development for me. Up until pretty recently, I was always on Team Winter. I used to (stupidly) love the colder weather and shorter days. I HAVE NO IDEA WHAT WAS WRONG WITH ME!! But, the important thing is that I've now come to my senses and realized that I belong in warm weather, all the time, and if I never have to see the temperature dip below 25C ever again I would be one happy Momma. I've actually been putting a lot of thought into this, trying to figure out what made me switch teams. I think having kids contributed to it; it's a lot easier to go anywhere without having to load up with everyone's coats and sweaters and boots and mitts and toques and scarves and OH MY GOD I am starting to feel anxious just thinking about it all. I also started realizing winter kind of sucked when I had to start shoveling my own driveway. Then, we started spending more time in Arizona, and I think that is what really solidified it for me - winter blows, and I clearly have no business living in Canada! I have spent far too much time researching real estate in Scottsdale and if it wasn't such a giant pain in the ass to move to a different country, and if my husband could get a job down there that paid more that 10 bucks an hour, and if I didn't have to like, get a Visa and take a test about past presidents and wars and shit, and promise to be a good American and all of that jazz, I swear I would pack up everything and move there in a heartbeat, just to be able to be warm ALL THE TIME.
But, alas, here we are in the Great White North, and I guess that means I have to deal with winter. And I know I can't complain; we've got it good up here. It just means that I have every intention of taking full advantage of all things summer while the hot weather is here!
Things like the Slip 'N Slide:
And super-cute Maxi Dresses:
And celebrating good friends getting married:
And swimming as much as we possibly can:
And scootering around at 8:30pm in full sunshine, wearing pajamas, flip flops, and the coolest helmet ever:
And frequent, long trips to the playground:
And drinking delicious green vodka slush in the hot sun:
And EPIC temperatures:
And holidays with the family that end in everyone exhausted and happy; and trips to the beach that end with sand in horrible places; and barbecues with friends that end with tipsy goodbyes and promises to do it again soon; and heading down to Music in the Park with a blanket and some ice cream and enjoying the warm nights; and putting the sprinkler on the trampoline and kind of jump-sliding around on it; and sitting out on the patio until you realize you have no idea what time it is and didn't even notice that it had gotten dark; and bike rides and cold beer and ponytails and tank tops and no makeup and dark suntans and the smell of the kids' sunscreen and the fact that they are outside 90% of the time that they are awake.
Happy Summer, y'all.
And be sure to stop by anytime for a cold beer or a big fat glass of slushy vodka.