The Dog Days

Well … not exactly. That starts a week and some from now (July 4th or 5th, depending on who you talk to), but close enough!

My favorite memories of summertime are actually from my junior high and high school years, not childhood. Every Memorial Day & Labor Day a bunch of us would get together and have a picnic. A huge picnic. With everyone we could think of (or in the younger days, everyone we weren’t being snobby about). Games were played, food was eaten, RIDICULOUS conversations were had, sunburns were rampant, and the occasional crush was developed. GOOD. TIMES.

I miss it, now. I miss being able to ask everyone what they’re doing with their day off so we can plan, and being given answers like “Oh, you know, catching up on housework.” Then again, that’s normally what’s going on in my house. It’s one of those little pieces of the past I wish I could resurrect, you know?

So … who’s up for a picnic on Labor Day? ::smiles::

And so, as we head into the first official weekend of summer (even though it’s FELT like summer for the past month!): What are your favorite summertime memories? Anyone have summer traditions? 

And who has great plans for THIS weekend? I know a couple of you do! Happy Weddings, ladies!!

3 Comments to “The Dog Days”

  1. My favorite picnic memory is when only about four of us showed at Kenyon park and we laid in a square and rested our heads on each others back and stomachs. We would shake from laughing and only to laugh harder because someone would comment about the shaking. =)

  2. I wish that too. It’s on my goals. We would all go to the lake with watermelons and watch the fireworks on fourth of July. As I got older, we would get 3-50 of us together and float down a river on innertubes on the Fourth. Whoever was sober at the end drove everyone else home and got to watch the fireworks. It was hard to be sober because we would mix up this demonic concoction: a bottle of Everclear, a bottle of yellow Gatorade, and some sugar and maybe Sprite? You can’t really taste the Everclear and you will get WASTED.

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