I'm overwhelmed right now by a kick of nostalgia for my past, mostly brought on by the sudden re-emergence of the sun and actual, bonafide summer weather. Oh, how I wish I were a kid again.
So far I have contemplated doing the following:
-going to a community pool, making my swimsuit all nubbly by laying on my stomach on warm cement, eating freeze pops
-finding and joining a marching band, any marching band that would take an old lady like me
-waking my college roommate up at 5 a.m. her time by calling and singing the Mephiskapheles "Bumblebee Tuna" song in a high pitched voice
I have actually:
-covered a big parade kicking off the start of the Independence Day festivities here in Stepford
-eaten three sugar-free, diet-friendly popsicles (two cherry, one grape)
-amused myself with old photos being posted on Facebook by college marching band friends?
-made my stuffed Winnie-the-Pooh dance around to the Mephiskapheles "Bumblebee Tuna" song, 1998 style
-called the only other friend who would remember all the lyrics to the Bumblebee Tuna song, only to get her voicemail, then miss her return call while talking to the copy desk about tomorrow's A3 centerpiece of parade photos, then check voicemail to discover that she was putting her kid to bed when I called
-researched municipal sewer regulations for the house Joel and I want to buy
Because we're old.
What are doing this summer evening? What summer traditions are you nostalgic for?