Is it Summer Yet?

Washington is funny this way; Spring is lovely, June is soggy, and then all of a sudden, it's the Fourth of July and everyone realizes "Hey! We'd better get on this Summer Thing!" and everyone dons shorts and sandals and POOF! It's summer. 72-degrees might not seem like summer to you, but doggone it, it's downright blistering to us Islanders. In fact, I overheard a customer at my store complaining that it was "too hot to have the oven on!" as she grabbed one of our rotisserie chickens this week. I wondered how she would fare in Florida this time of year!

Mariner's baseball is the highlight of summer here in the Northwest. My nephew, my sister, Dad and I went to a game a few weeks ago and since they wupped Boston, it was a Real Good Game. We were so close to Ichiro that we could see his little face. We gladly lost our voices rooting for the Home Team. We're goofy like that. Good times. Cole took this shot of us. That's why my sister looks skeptical. She's not skeptical of the game, or of being seen with crazy people like me and my dad. The moose is for Nora, it does not signify that my father has to have a stuffed animal for comfort.



The other sign that summer is half over here and we almost missed it: Our house! It's really coming along and practically done, halelujah! In fact, this is an outdated picture already, since they've already painted inside and outside now and are laying flooring, etc this week. We hope to be into it by the first week of August. Woo Hoo!

We've been 'homeless' for so long now I wonder if I'll even remember half the stuff the movers bring. Looks like we're in for some more major downsizing. No More Clutter! That's my motto for life now.

For those of you keeping up with Emily, she's in Cambodia for a month now with YWAM. She called from Sydney on her 21st birthday to let me sing to her. That's Real Love if you've ever heard me sing-- har har. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers as she ventures into the culture there to do her thing.

My race is tomorrow... and I'm going to run 13.1 miles even though I haven't run seriously in about 4 weeks. My shins are better, and I paid for the stinkin' t-shirt and I'm going to run. I may kill myself, but I'm doing it. More on that come Monday....