Remember how, when you were a kid, summer was like this separate part of your life? Like, there was the regular life of the school year, and then there was summer? And it seemed to go on FOR-EH-VRRRR????
There is this huge part of me that still feels like that - or at least entitled to that. Like, I should have been born in France and come July 14th, been allowed to vacate for 6 weeks every summer. Congress would have been an alternative, I guess, but then you'd have to be in Congress. What is it about summer that just makes me feel a little lighter on my feet, a little more inclined to ignore bedtimes and definitely more than happy to eat all manner of cold food?Read More