summer vaca.

this is my first summer as a "real" adult. oof.

last thursday was a productive but looong day at work. what made it so long was the strong sun that shone through the tree outside of my window...all day...beseeching me to play so relentlessly. but when i jumped in my car sooo eager to get home & finally accept my dear sun's invitation....i had a yellow "no gas" light staring me in the face. no fun. so i begrudgingly stopped at the gas station close to work and i even more begrudgingly asked the man at the window to put my $20 on tank 7. that's when i saw it. the ice cream cooler. before i knew it my hand reached into that beautifully frigid treasure box and pulled out...a. push. up. pop. this is when it happened. my summer revival. i quite gladly waited for the pump to kindly feed my car with gas while i happily licked away at my push-up pop. then i drove away so thankful for the animal collective that blared & even my sticky orange fingers.

so i decided that although summer vaca as i have known it for 13+ years is dead & gone....it will always be raging deep within me. words are not enough though....one must take action.

on monday night i was strolling through rite-aid with a dear friend and spotted this...a big mama box of this....

our work freezer is now stashed with otter pops...which equally delight me. everyday on the way home from work now....i grab an otter pop, get in my car, blare the summer anthem of the day and let summer vaca come alive again.

as i've said before...growing up is overrated. but for now it can't be avoided so an otter pop & summer tunes will do.

"before."

savannah.
you were the stuff of dreams...

two octobers ago in the fall semester of my senior year, i decided to go to savannah. i had this lovely friend there named katherine. she's a dream. i met her while reading things like great expectations in our high school classroom & she's been this secret joy to me ever since.

i was so tired and felt a heavy burden from the lives of the girls i was mentoring at the time, so i needed a physical breakaway to be better for them. then, savannah chose me. as beautiful as savannah is....there was much more at work in my life. i think it was the timing, the sweet consistent friend who awaited me, all of her dear friends that she would share with me, and the stage of life i was in-dreaming of the things to come. i had no idea what was to come in the next year. i didn't know at the time, that san diego would be all of this.

but these images are what it looked like when i was dreaming of what would be...

my "before" shot if you will...

my "after" is constantly evolving...

my dear capucine...

the intoxicating delight of capucine

growing up is overrated and that is made clear here. i don't really care what anyone says, i aspire with all my heart to be like capucine when i grow up, and for all my days. i want this grace. i want this fullness of joy. most of all i want this wonder, mystery and contentment. she's captivating, and i aspire to be just like this sweet lovebug! yes, please.