Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Hot, Hot, Hot

It's supposed to pass the 90* mark here in Portland today.

Oh man--that's like August weather and it's not even June yet.

This morning I feel like jumping around in circles in a big grassy field and yelling at the top of my lungs just because I can.

And then maybe I'd feel like falling down in the grass. Especially if it was still dewey and I was hot from jumping.

Last night we ate dinner on the back patio. We do that often when the weather is nice, but there was something about it last night that felt more definitive. Not like "let's take advantage of this nice day", but more like, "this is the beginning of the living outdoors season".

Right now, at this very moment, I'm loving life. Even my job is ok.