It’s still summer. It’s August. Summer officially ends September 21st. So SHUT UP about your damn pumpkins! The weather outside is gorgeous. We are in the middle of a glorious heatwave. I effing LOVE this! A few nights ago, I was able to drive my Jeep topless in a tank top and I was perfectly fine! That is being blessed! I am tan so my body has plenty of vitamin d. I’ve lost 7 lbs this summer because I enjoy being active and the dog makes sure we walk in the mornings even before my workouts. I also walk to the beach over and over again. Then I walk on the beach once we are there too! My summer clothes are adorable. My feel slide into my flip flops and birks far easier than any other footwear. My toes are a pretty coral color and my highlights get salty and beachy.

There is no better time of the year!

The seasons come and go. Inevitably, fall will be here. You will get your stupid pumpkins and your cheap Halloween costume and your yellow and orange and red leaves. You will get your fattening pumpkin spice lattes and your bee-infested apple picking. You will get to wear your bulky cable knit sweaters and God awful corduroys and, yes, even your Make-PETA-Pissed-Off-Uggs. But, for right now, IT IS STILL SUMMER!

Okay, okay, it’s not like I hate all of that stuff… not really. Well, not totally. The leaves are really pretty, just not as pretty as the sun glitter at the beach around 6:30pm in July. I look cute in those sweaters too, just not as cute as in a summer dress. Also, did you forget the worst part of fall? The kids go back to school! This means that all of their activities start up again. This means that I need to get lunches packed and kids up and dressed. This means that I need to juggle when I will be at volleyball with when I need to be at baseball. This means I need to spend money on school supplies and back to school outfits for 4 kids all at once (not when someone grows and actually needs new clothes). Even worse than school starting up again, Somerset Creamery closes for SIX months! I have to stock up on the ice cream that I know won’t last three days. Then, I need to eat the crap from the grocery store knowing it will never match up to the flavor party going on 2 or 3 times a week in my mouth in the summer! We haven’t even touched on the fact that the sun sets earlier! Ugh! This means winter is around the corner with it’s cold and ice and blah. So yeah, leaves are pretty and I do like making apple pie, but still doesn’t compare to my love for summer!

So please, if you love fall, for right now, please just keep it to yourself! Maybe find some other fall-loving freaks to spill your pumpkin latte on and leave me alone with my own kind, the mermaids and the pirates. The ones who know full well that in New England the seasons change and can be a harsh contrast from one to the next. We need to soak it all up every year before it’s gone. So please, leave us at the beach where we belong drinking frozen coconut margaritas and pina coladas and mudslides. Leave us crashing in the waves and throwing a ball with our kids. Leave us at the baseball games with children hoping to catch foul balls and get autographs. Leave us at the drive-in looking up at the stars on a clear night and breathing in the smells of summer. Leave us in the backyard cooking on the grill because in the summer everything belongs on the grill. Leave us waiting happily in line at Somerset Creamery for coconut almond joy in a waffle dish with chocolate sprinkles. Leave us at Sandy Neck with our tires aired down out on the sand by the campfire roasting marshmallows. Leave us enjoying our outdoor dining over-looking the ocean. Leave us enjoying a glass or two of wine on the deck with friends. Leave us reading books on our hammocks. Leave us to revel in the beauty of the sun glitter! Leave us with our sandy feet and our salty skin and our tangled up hair! We are happy this way! These are our months! It’s not over yet! September 21st, my friends, September 21st.