7.06.2013

A big splotch of mustard down the front of your shirt...

...is the official badge of summer, true, but it seems the hot dog guy doesn't work on Saturdays so I had to settle for melted chocolate chip instead. Still, today is the day I spent all winter dreaming about, 90 (or so) and sunny with just a hint of breeze. Another day or two like this and I'll finally get my bones thawed out.

Summer is fine.

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