Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Wait. What? Are you telling me... summer? Now?


Summer used to start on June 21, did it not? 

Now I got these smartypants kids who tell me, no, it’s actually June 20 this year because of the blah, blah, blah and the effects of an additional minute added thrice quarterly, take into account the tilt of the earth, and carry the one. 

Anyway, apparently whoever is in charge of these things just up and decided when the solstice is and TODAY is the first day of summer, not tomorrow. What is this crap, I ask you?

On a related note, I woke up in a panic this morning.

I’m a full-time mom of four and for all intents and purposes, a full-time writer, and every year the summer arrives and I stand before its gaping maw and announce tremulously, “We’re going to have the best summer ever, kids!”

Which is sort of like announcing that this phase of the war in Afghanistan is going to go especially smoothly, for sure, uh-huh. *high five* 

Because high fives make everything seem possible, do they not?

So, yeah, summer comes, and I make plans to keep everyone busy, myself included, but of course me and the kids are working at cross purposes as far as that goes. And inevitably, despite my best efforts, things turn into mushy whining and squabbling and by late-August—often far sooner—the household falls under the spell of grumpy torpor that makes a prison cell in Guantanamo Bay seem cheerful by comparison. 

By August 31, absolutely EVERYTHING will be lame, and even my suggestion that the kids "go steal some cars and see if you can outrun the Smokies like me and your uncle used to do back in the day" will fall on ears made deaf by sheer boredom.

But that’s NOT going to happen this summer. No, this year will be different. I’m so sure of it!

Give my muse Ivan some skin, folks.
Hell to the yeah! 

*high five*

And what are your outlandishly optimistic summer plans, writing or otherwise?

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Oh, we are facing another tough summer, trying to figure out how to keep the kids occupied while dad tries to figure out how to keep the house. No, that was last summer. Well, something's bound to intervene.

But first, we have to get rid of winter and out here in the (not-so) Great Northwest, that just hasn't happened yet.

Probably something to do with all that Japanese tsunami trash washing up on our beaches.
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I never realized Japanese tsunami trash had the power to control the weather. I thought the weather was controlled by Lex Luthor.

I used to like summer. But now it's like a mountain I must climb with no oxygen tanks or fresh supplies.
I was SO happy on the last day of school, back on June 7. I'm a teacher, and I couldn't wait to close up my classroom and escape to the freedom of my house, where I was going spend the summer blissfully writing. I walked into the house to find my two teenage daughters screaming at each other.

Yeah, things don't always go as planned.
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I'll bet it was nice to get a preview on what was in store for you this summer. Maybe they'll finish the summer with another screaming match -- like bookends! -- and you'll be (sorta) glad to return to teaching.
We could use a little summer here this week. Wednesday was gorgeous, but the rest of the week in the low 60s. It even drizzled yesterday beneath our cold, steely sky.

As for boredom, I was bored a lot as a kid. Consequently, I read a lot of books and played a lot of four square in the street. My kids are never bored, and I'm not sure that's a good thing. Between gymnastics classes and swim classes and French class and birthday parties and trips we have planned this summer ... they're more tired than bored. I like summer because I don't have to get up at the crack of dawn to make lunches every other day. They like summer because we get to go camping and visit my family in Michigan. Who woulda thought visiting Michigan would become the highlight of our year!
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Sierra Godfrey · 666 weeks ago

We're keeping busy with a variety of well-placed summer classes (read: ones that don't require me to run around all over the place every hour), playdates, and lots of lazy mornings at home. To fill in the gaps, I schlepp the kids to shops I've been meaning to visit for a long time like Sur la Table for a pair of herb cutting scissors (necessary!) or Anthropologie to be horrified at the price of the clothes and yet delighted over a seemingly good deal on a bird sugar bowl.
Winter here in Sydney...but as my two aren't school age yet I have them around ALL THE TIME! Well, except for preschool. Writing happens late at night for me all year round - really hard to find the time during the day.

Hope you stay sane this summer! (never heard that solstice thing either - I always thought first of July...)

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