Lazy Days of Summer
You may wonder what it is about a Wisconsin summer that warrants nary a post. Honestly, I have no idea. Around about Memorial Day, when the air was still chilly enough on some days to grab a jacket, we packed up kids and car to drive nearly 900 miles to spend our lazy days of summer in Maryland. Let me correct that. The kids and I get lazy days of summer. SOS is commuting approximately five hours a day to a summer internship just outside of D.C. He certainly knows how to live it up, doesn't he? Having a summer internship away from our student housing in Wisconsin was always part of the plan in this great adventure of sending SOS back to school. I've lost track of the number of people who have given me looks to indicate that we are crazy, but I have a little bit of research to share with you on the matter. At the end of this summer I will celebrate my 34 years. Provided you don't count my years in Southern California as one long summer, I've had 34 summers.