SUMMER!

Every time I think about the coming summer - which is all the time, actually - I get positively giddy. Yes, I said giddy.

Summersummersummersummersummersummersummer!

I can't wait.

Please, summer, come quickly.

Please, finals and juries, go away.

This summer I want to:
plant a big vegetable garden like I did last summer
keep working on my flower beds
get back to practicing yodeling (yes, really)
learn German
buy a ukulele and learn to play it
get better at using my wonderful camera
try lots of new recipes
sew more cloth napkins and other useful things
go thrifting and antiquing and to lots of yard sales
go to the beach
explore a different nearby town each weekend:

Newburyport,

Sommerville,

Rockport,

Cambridge,

Harvard Square,

maybe even Kennebunkport, Maine...

This summer I'm also going to 'band camp' (my name for any and all music festivals, even the most hoity-toity ones) for the month of June. Unless I back out and stay home. Why would I do that? Well, because right now the thought of doing more orchestral playing [even good rep at a program that will look good on my resume and to which I get to go for free] is seriously cramping my style.

I'm trying to think positively about how band camp will be such an enriching experience instead of thinking of all the things I'll be missing out on doing with Nathan and friends here at home.

I mean, band camp is well and good, but I've got to be gardening and taking pictures and practicing my yodeling and learning some new ukelele skills! I have vegetables to grow and towns to explore and thrift stores and yard sales to visit!

I said I was trying not to think about all the things I'd be missing out on while I'm at band camp. I didn't say I was succeeding.