Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Today on the first day of your 2009, I celebrate you. I celebrate you with grilled veggies and slightly burnt chicken breasts. I celebrate you with a basket full of petunias that I just planted to hang off the back deck. I celebrate you with a cold glass of coke and rum while the breeze blows on me while I sit in my rocking patio chair in the backyard. Oh coke and rum, sometimes I celebrate you too much and then I can't find my pants. Oh pants, I'm over you, this summer, I vow to live in summer dresses because they're in and so Boho chic.
Oh July, you certianly are worth the fireworks you get from us all in the first week of your existence every year. Welcome, welcome...