We’re in those final, golden days of summer–or so I’m told by people who aren’t wishing it were fall. Not being a summer person myself (I moved to Washington State from San Diego, where it’s even summer on Christmas and people think fifty degrees is literally freezing, and I gotta say I’m much happier here) I struggle to see what’s so golden. I’m getting a bit sick of the sun (and sunburns), fun (sunblock, sandy diapers, bugs), and limbo beach parties (a fun name for the inevitable tantrums that come from putting on sunblock and/or getting sunburned, getting sand in your diaper, or being bitten by the terrible bugs).
Not that the other seasons don’t have their pitfalls. But summer–well, I’m ready for it to end.
BUT: My family is not ready. They love the sun. They love the outdoors. Not that they don’t appreciate a good rainy day and a warm mug of cocoa–they just love nature, the weirdos. In the sun or in the mud, really. Continue reading “How to Have a Great Day at the Beach (When You Don’t Really Like Beaches or Summer in General)”
For a long time, the weekends were a mixed bag. Sometimes we’d plan an outing but often we’d sit at home thinking we should be doing something fun, but all we’d manage was a trip to Home Depot. And then Monday would come and we’d feel like we hadn’t had a weekend at all, and that was disappointing. Then we got a membership at the Seattle Aquarium.
The Sensitive, Bookish Type 