Wow, and I just got used to the idea of summer....
R has a very cool pool noodle. It's white, striped with red, and looks like a giant candy-stick.
Cass, of course, is cool and disinterested and secretly lusts for one (preferably without the red stripe) of his own.
So this Friday (the 23rd of July) I went into the local big-box yellow faced horror, and went hunting for a pool noodle. It was going to be easy - I mean, I was on my lunch hour, and since I knew just where they were, it would take no time at all - and I swung into the store, humming a little ditty, which died in my throat when I saw.
Where the pool noodles - nay, where the accessories, toys, and chemicals for pool section had been? A solid wall of backpacks and loose-leaf paper, markers and trapper-keepers.
WHAT? Had I lost a month? It couldn't be the last bit of August already, could it?
Nope. It was still mid July, hot as all get-out, still SUMMER, still....back to school? Not a pool toy in sight?
No. I refuse to believe it. We still have half a summer to go.
Don't rush me.