That is not exactly what I am doing, but I guess I had this song in my head. What I was really doing was working on a new painting & having a little sip of really lovely coffee. However, there is someone in my life that is causing me to get into real mischief...
All I can say is, I wouldn't recommend you getting a teeny tiny chick. Mine wants constant entertainment, and wouldn't let me get anything done...
She was right. It was certainly a scorching day. A very very lazy summer day indeed. Those days where you just want to swing back and forth in your hammock, one leg dangling, as you spritz yourself with cold water while fanning your face...
Luckily the desert has cactus blooms that enjoy the heat. But, beware if you get too close. I got too close and the stickers simply jump right off the cactus, and adhere to your clothing...
So, we find that after a simple roam about to find a cactus flower, we are now eager for water... Oh the splashes of water... We envision a stream, under cool trees... Perhaps some fairies? I suppose we are looking for an experience much like that of a favorite True Fairytale Story... How I wish for a lake on our property, or waterfalls? Wouldn't that be dreamy?
But, the fact is... It is hot and droopy... Lazy days that bring bits of summer fun. Like, making your own salsa and sauces. Beautiful light summer eats. Sitting under the huge canopy trees... Popsicles abound...
Pineapple treats from Mr. Lovee. Cold refreshing watermelon and cantelope. Running through the sprinklers...
Eagerly awaiting the rippening of the peaches...
All of that, and still the baby chick, is not amuzed... She wants more fun that that!! ;)
Okay, I say. Taking her on. Okay, you want fun... Let me think, let me see... What can be fun?? I pace around, wringing my fingers... OH!! I got it. Let's go harass Mr. L...
I know, I know. Obnoxious. Annoying. Mean? But, who else do we have to throw water balloons at?
You see, I am a fish. I LOVE water!! I could be in the water all day. I could float for hours. I could swim my heart away... My whole youth was spent in the pool. I thought I had a mermaid tail ;)
BUT, Mr. L, does not share that passion. He loves the heat. He hates cold water. Pools are not his favorite thing at all. And, I suspect, he will NOT enjoy water balloons. Although, he did when I first met him... But, that was probably because when you first meet someone, and they knock your socks off, you don't even get angry if they throw water balloons at you ;)
So, off I went with my water balloons. One skimmed his shoulder, getting him a tiny bit wet. The blue one, simply bounced off him. And bounced down the rocky path. I threw it again. Again, it bounced. Hmmmmm. So, I tore a wee hole into it, and chased him around, soaking him...
Haaa!! Well, that was fun. Fun until, as I was heading back in the house, I spy this... My mouth drops open!! hahahaaaaaaa!! He is back for an attack!! Eeeeek!! (I was sooo not expecting that)
I am in for it now. He says to me (as he tosses it around). "Look, it is like the blue one, it will bounce, not break, let's play catch." And then, me, being a total goose, goes, "OKAY!"
He gently tosses it to me. I go to catch it. And, well, you know the rest. It bursts all over me. My hair, my face! I am smiling. I am soaked. And you know what? THAT WAS FUN!!! (he is laughing)
So there you have it. A summer day in the desert. What do you like to do to cool off?? Any fun weekend stories you want to tell me? Oh c'mon!! Share them with auntie V ;)
I'll tell you something. A flashback story... If I were in Junior high, I would be playing a cassette in my pink and teal radio (chosen from one of three hundred from my cassette suitcases). I would be, sitting by the pool, all my friends hanging around... I would be in a wanne-be-scooba-diving material, body glove, zip-up bathing suit. My nose would be covered in fluorescent zinc. Is that what that suncreen was called? I would have to remove 3 pairs of socks to get in the pool (and laceless keds). I would be in a giant Esprit hypercolor t-shirt while hanging around (wearing 47 scrunchies in my ponytail and 14 swatches on my wrists)... And, we would be preparing for my mom to take us cruising in her GIANT (like a big square boat) white (faux convertible top) Lincoln towncar, as soon as the sun went down... (That would lead to being dropped off in the cemetary, scared to death. But, I'll save that one for later).
I don't know where I found this 80's child list? Besides some typos, it is really funny...
So, cheers to those summers, all those years ago... When all I could think of was growing up... And, I dare say, being all grown up, is gooooooood ;) it is fun!!! Just what I think I hoped for?? Although, I think at the time, I wanted to grow up to be Cyndi Lauper on stage or something like that??
Now it's your turn!! Give me YOUR junior highschool SUMMER flashback!! xoxo, V
