Remember those lame essays we did at the start of elementary school every fall? The ones entitled "What I Did Last Summer" or something along those lines? And remember that old saying "a month of Sundays" that meant a lo-o-o-ong time?
Well, hunker down and fasten your seat belts. We're almost at the end of our 2009 summer vacation in Texas, and I'm gonna tell you ALL about it whether you want to hear it or not. Let's just call it a month of Texas.
Did I tell you it's hot down here?
Ahem. This is how I spent my summer vacation. I read books, and watched movies in cool, dark movie theatres (I'd really recommend UP!), and ate things I don't get to eat in Pennsylvania like really fresh mexican food and barbeque and Blue Bell Ice Cream, and didn't have internet access because we were in the country, and took pictures of clouds and storms and other stuff, and met with friends I hadn't seen in 30 years, and spent time with family, and sweated a lot.
That's how I spent my summer vacation. The short version. There's more on the way.
How about you?