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It's not summertime in Annapolis, Maryland, if I don't get stuck at the small drawbridge crossing back into the Maritime Republic of Eastport after having lunch downtown at least once a week:
From within the air-conditioned confines of my car, the scene as I wait is absolutely beautiful. Big puffy white clouds across a sparkling bright blue sky. Sailboats gliding across shimmering water. The U.S. Naval Academy off in the distance.
But as soon as I step outside, I remember why I spend the vast majority of May through September looking (and feeling) like a grumpy, frizzy tomato:
This was the weather on Saturday in Annapolis. It was 96 degrees and felt like 114 degrees. But hey, for once we didn't have 70%+ humidity, so that's something to cheer for, right?
Look, I know some of you jokers just can't get enough of summer. And as I raise my arms to the heavens on the first day of fall in 62 days — but who's counting? — with tears of joy streaming quietly down my face, you'll tell me I'm crazy for being excited for the colder days ahead.
Which... well, that's fair. (My mother called me "creative" a lot when I was growing up, but with a tone that made me question whether or not that was the word she wanted to use.)
However, I'm willing to admit just this one time that there are a few redeeming qualities about summer:
Plus, I'll be going camping with friends the weekend after IMPACT Live. And then I'll be spending 72 hours exploring New York City solo before this merciless sweat lodge of a season comes to a conclusion. So, I guess those are good things I should be excited about.
Don't get too cozy with me saying nice things about summer, though — I'm still resolutely a fall and winter gal. In fact, if you tell anyone I said something nice about summer, I'll deny it.
I have a snow miser-esque reputation to uphold.❄️
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