Monday, June 21, 2010

Counting the days

When I was younger, I eagerly anticipated summer. Summer meant the end of school, and the beginning of summer vacation. My freinds and I would live by the lake for three months, and then start with a clean slate for the next school year. Now that arrival of summer is equally exciting to me, as it signals the end of horrific traffic.

Seriously, I love the summer. its like there is about 30% fewer cars on the road, and getting to work in the morning is a breeze. The only problems are of course Thursday and Friday nights, when everyone is going on vacation.