Fare thee well, dear Summer!
It's been real. You've been good to us. And while most consider next weekend to be the official close of your season...I'm paying homage to you today. You were hot as a mutha but we survived. And you gave me a great excuse to eat many-a-popsicle and make many-a-frozen-yogurt trip. We splished, we splashed, we napped and we grilled. Pretty near perfect if you ask me.
But kind sir, please move over for your friend, Fall. We can only take one more weekend of 90 degree temps and truthfully, we're craving cider. And we really want to start brainstorming pumpkin carving ideas. Sweaters, too...we like those. And I suppose I would be remiss if I didn't mention the ol' pigskin which husband loves so dearly.
No offense - you've been a pleasure. Now put those weary feet up and make me a caramel apple martini, please.