You know how, when toward the end of your pregnancy you're tired of being tired and unable to sleep, eat, breathe, walk and are sooooo looking forward to being in the worst pain you'll ever imagine...you know, that which is childbirth? How mother nature gears you up for the biggest challenge ever?
I feel like that about summer. Summer is Minnesota's version of pregnancy...you are so hot and it's so humid and sticky outside for days and days on end that you actually start to look forward to fall and winter.
And then, winter comes and it's so frigid and bitterly cold for days and days and weeks and months on end, that you start to crave the heat and humidity of late summer.
It's like being perpetually pregnant, I guess. And I wouldn't want it any other way. :)
But, this summer is different. I can count on one hand the hot sticky days we've had...how on earth am I going to make it through the miserable winter when I'm still longing for summer to arrive?! This summer has been waaaayyyyy to easy of a pregnancy...you know, when you are at the point in your pregnancy where everything is glowing and hunky dory and you know that that baby is easier to care for on the inside?
Yeah...that's where I'm at with this summer...I'm enjoying it still, I want more of it, but I see the "due date" of winter fast approaching, and I'm not any wear near being ready for it.