The pace of summer . . .

is hitting me. You see, during the school year I operate at 90 mph at all times. But summer, sweet summer, I can forget about things like staff meetings and solving rational expressions. I can stop looking at the clock and wondering what I have to do next. Time loses its meaning. It's a good thing. And while it's not OFFICIALLY summer yet, we did get a four-day weekend. I'm practicing for the real thing. Two weeks. Two more weeks until my life is my own again.

Today I spent the day shopping with my sister and Emily. Em is going to Colorado for her cousin's wedding, and she needed a dress. So off we went. Jenna was in daycare so we could shop in peace. We shopped, we had lunch at Don Pablos, we laughed, we had fun. No sense of time. Em and I then took Jen to see Shrek 3 when we got home, and then took her to get a Happy Meal (since we were both still full.) Then I edited photos for my mom's mother's day present, which was a digital frame. It took a while, but I'm sure she'll love it. And here I am, still awake, after unloading/loading the dishwasher, doing three loads of laundry, and picking up the house. It's funny how much energy I have when I have time for myself. Practicing for summer. The big warm-up, if you will.

More plans for the weekend, including dinner with Bill's aunt and uncle, drinks with the neighbors, and hopefully some more family time. Did I mention I'm a fan of summer?

Layout is of my girl Em and her friend Em. Ah youth.