<body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar.g?targetBlogID\x3d12984915\x26blogName\x3dDecorus+poena.\x26publishMode\x3dPUBLISH_MODE_BLOGSPOT\x26navbarType\x3dSILVER\x26layoutType\x3dCLASSIC\x26searchRoot\x3dhttps://decoruspoena.blogspot.com/search\x26blogLocale\x3den_US\x26v\x3d2\x26homepageUrl\x3dhttp://decoruspoena.blogspot.com/\x26vt\x3d-2294111997591046515', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script>

The coming of summer.



Ah, Saturdays. Lovely, deliriously happy Saturdays. Finally. And now it's already here and it's already gone. I must have blinked too quickly, my eyelids fluttering like hummingbirds.

Today was very noncommittal. My daughter and I ran some errands (got my copy of the new Harry Potter book reserved so that means we're on for the midnight party, Miss Thang!), played at the water park, made some delicious dinner. I got a bit sunburnt, my right arm is as red as the cherry at the bottom of my milkshake. I'm pondering making myself a drink, something to take the edge off the day. It's only nine at night, I have plenty of time to get mellow and get to bed. Think I'll do that now...

Much better. Just me, a martini glass, a new mix and my computer. What more could a girl ask for? I'm young, I'm pretty, I'm smart and I'm getting tipsy. Always a great combination.

Tonight seems different. Summer is only officially three days away, although it has been here in spirit for the past month. I'm hoping that the storms that seem to have passed us by in the past few months will come back with a vengeance during June and July. I love storms - the passion, the destruction, the power. They've always felt strangely like home to me, I would stand outside in the rain and dance all evening if allowed.

This summer will be one of changes, both personal and professional. I can feel it in my bones, like an old man with arthritis can feel the rain coming. I want so much, but I'm trying to relax and let life happen to me for once. No pushing, no pressure. Like my fortune cookie told me not too long ago "Stop searching - happiness is inside you." I want to be done with school, I want to get married, I want to move. But I can't force any of that and, if I did, I wouldn't get the results I wanted.

After this summer, nothing will be the same though. I plan on holding on to the coattails and enjoying the ride. You never know where life will take you.

Cheers.