Now that we are officially back to school, I think I can safely sum up the summer…even though, right now as I type this, it is literally 102 outside and the AC broke yesterday, and seriously, y’all, it’s still summer.
But, according to the rest of everyone, it’s Fall! The stores are filled with sweaters! And Christmas decorations! And people in places like Michigan are all, Fall! It’s Fall! Whoo!!! So, yeah.
It’s Fall. Whoo.
And if it’s Fall and we’re back to school, then I guess it’s time to look at how we did with our Summer lists, eh? So here we go.
2. Go to the LBJ ranch. (Check.) This was really interesting. I went here when I was young, but Lady Bird still lived there at the time and most of the ranch..and all of the house…wasn’t open to the public back then. It is now, and it’s a really good day trip. I think I’m going to write a whole post on this.
3. Grow and can five different things. (Total fail.) The garden became sort of a disaster this summer…which made me rethink why I’m gardening and how I’m gardening in general. This is going to evolve into a bigger Fall goal. And hopefully that will allow me to use these amazingly beautiful glass canning jars that Maggie sent me. Aren’t they lovely? I will succeed in gardening if only so I can use these. Thanks Maggie!
4. Make and master homemade bread. (Check and sort of check.) This too deserves its own post. But it’s still baking. You know.
6. Find an exercise I like and do it routinely. If only so I can guiltlessly eat the homemade bread. (Check. Sort of.) I found it! Swimming. And we did great…until Harry couldn’t really swim because, stitches. And then I didn’t do so great. This is another Fall To Be Continued goal.
7. Finish the kitchen. Working on it. Almost there.
8. Finish the front room of the house. Working on it. Almost there.
9. Get over my fear of sleeping outside. (Super Fail X 1,000) Yeah, no. Who was I kidding? This was a total bust. I didn’t even really try. The fear is deep and wide.
10. Go on the Master Blaster 10 times with Harry. (Sorta) We made it half way…which I think covers it, frankly.
But the real truth is, this summer started strong but took a weird turn that drove us toward a lot of doctor visits and unexpected recoveries that kept us away from the water park. More than usual anyway. Again, this is a longer post and it’s coming…we’re just still in it. (But no worries, all is well, and I believe this story will have a happy ending.)
And on that note, as far as Harry’s goals go…
He still needs to learn how to ride that bike.
(Plus, as I mentioned, I think he’s down three or four Master Blaster rides.)
Even the sliding into sharks thing.
Let’s face it, the kid has a pretty amazing summer.
But as I’m going through photos from the 95 holidays, I’m realizing something… across the board, the most memorable moments were the simplest.
Often, they were the quietest.
Plus, you could share that with friends.
And while the far reaching viewpoints were great, most of the greatest best thing are really close to home.
Eatings S’mores Pancakes up the Kerbey Lane? Perfection.
Learning a new skill in your (proverbial) back yard? Awesome.
Hanging with your new dog in your own house? Optimal.
Of course new experiences are always fun.
And you never know who you’ll meet when you travel.
But hanging around Central Texas and just seeing where the day took us…that was pretty darn great.
To tell you the truth, it took me way longer than it should have to write this post…and I got pretty emotional pulling and posting a lot of these photos. Because the last few months were truly great and exhilarating and boring and exciting and frustrating and scary and challenging and interesting and exhausting and eternal and really so very short. It just depended on the moment. 95 days of 136,800 moments. I miss them already.
I’ll be honest, I’m not ready for Fall.
And since it’s 102 degrees outside, I’m going to give myself a few more days of summer. At least another weekend.
The leaves will change eventually.