Summer Won't Let Go.

I'm torn. I love fall, but we have had the most wonderful backyard summer, and I don't want to let it go either. Our near hundred degree weather day after day does not make fall seem eminent. But, around here our seasons change on a dime. One day it's summer and the next day it is fall, I think I usually make some comment to that effect every year.

We spent six hours, [well, Tony did, I was an intermittent spectator, he let's me and Eva get away with that] at the soccer field Saturday with three games and picture day it was a marathon and we all baked to crisps.

This is going to sound trivial and ridiculous but I am going to tell you my deep dark [alright beige] secret anyway because it was a kind of a big deal for me. Ready? Here it is: I have never worn a sleeveless top in public. Never. Never bared my arms outside of a swimming/boating type circumstance. Nope, not even once.

Well, there was Maria's wedding five or six years ago but it was not an option for me and it was a bridesmaid dress that had a small wrap so it doesn't count. Oh yes, and Chandra's wedding too. Anyway. Notice how I can remember if/when it has ever happened?

So, as hot as it was on Saturday I made the big decision to go for it. I wore two. An orange and a red, layered. I felt so naked. But it felt good too, and cool-er. I was looking around at the hoards of parents and grandparents on the soccer fields to see if anyone was paying attention or if anyone even noticed me, and of course they didn't! I was just as invisible as usual. It was just me inside my head. Tony didn't notice either but he sees me at home sometimes with my tank top so I don't really blame him for not observing my little breakthrough.

Sleeveless tops have just never appealed to me, no matter how hot and tempting it is. I thought of photographing myself to document the monumental silliness of me but I didn't work up the nerve. So there you go...my big beige revelation. I don't think it means that I will do it often, but who knows, maybe I'll try it again next summer!

We are still swimming every day of the week. The girls and I have worn our swimsuits down to thin shabby little coverings. Do you know how hard it is to find a female bathing suit this time of year? It's practically impossible, even on the internet!

Eva recently finished up a round of swimming lessons with our friend Debbie who ultra graciously came out of swim instructor retirement to work with our littlest child [she taught Wyatt and Sarah how to swim last year]. Eva is all over the pool now, life jacket and floaty free, and I am a mother who is over the moon with relief that I have four kiddos who are water safe! I am so confident that even the ear bleeding alarms have come off all the doors. Phheeeew!

For now we will just hang here like this, sit in the pool that even now seems like a beautiful dream, and wait for a change; for a little new color, a cool breeze, a little crunch under our feet. Am I allowed to use that many commas? Oh look, now I have added a semi-colon. I guess by now you have discovered that grammar was not what got me into honors classes [or for that matter what got me out of them as that would be another story for another day]. Oh well.

This doesn't happen much around here but Tony and I had the best date night last night, I hope we get to do that more often because it was pretty great. Happy summer/fall or whatever season it feels like where you are!