Summertime Blues

I am looking forward to the days of heat and sweat and the smell of coconut suntan oil.

I am looking forward to saying "Lordy, its hot." And "You could cook an egg on this sidewalk." Instead of "Dang its cold." And "Snow again?"

I am ready for flip-flops and summer hair and long cotton dresses without sleeves. I am ready for watermelon and popsicles on the front porch while my feet bake in the sun.

I am ready for green grass and boat rides and walks to the park in the late afternoon swelter. Ready for tan skin and short shorts and snappy summer sandals.

I am ready for a change.