Did summer even show up? Although the summertime doesn't hold the same freedom and excitement as it did when I was in school, I at least do my best to acknowledge the warm weather. Somehow I went from congratulating the graduates to greeting the incoming freshmen in what seems like a matter of days. I wish the seasons came with a rewind button -- I could use a good barbecue.
I know that resolutions are typically reserved for the first day of the new year, but I simply cannot wait that long to write again (besides, Lord knows what type of things will clutter my mind between now and Christmas). I simply miss writing. However, lately I've felt as though I do not have anything significant to say compared to my blogger friends -- I'm not living in Uganda, I haven't traveled the U.S., I'm not a war hero, I don't save lives for a living, and I certainly don't have three children under the age of two. But if you care to hear the daily musings of a 20-something, obsessive-compulsive, rule bending, suburban-born, Jewish-by-marriage democrat....then by all means, read on.