Last night, we went to the Drive-In picture show for a double feature -- Up and Star Trek. Perfect combination, if you ask me.
The days are getting long, my friends, and since they don't start the movie til dusk ... and a very dusky dusk, if you ask me, they didn't begin Up until almost 9 pm, which meant that Star Trek didn't start til 11, which meant we got home a little before 2 am.
.. but uh-oh those summer nights
I enjoyed it all. The humidity wasn't oppressive, the mosquitoes stayed away, the Dippin' Dots was cold. The kids had a blast. Both movies were good.
I also enjoyed the conversation with the Serious Trekkers when I dragged myself to church this morning about whether The Big Thing That Changes Everything Henceforth was a good thing or a bad thing.
It's a good thing, if you ask me.
Not that you did.
I'm not usually a big fan of summer -- it gets so hot here, and buggy. But last year, I spent a whole lot of summer looking out a big hospital window. And even at home, we needed to stay inside, at home, no pool, no being around people, no parties, no church.
We still had fun. I kinda insisted on it.
But I discovered that I missed summer. I'm glad it's here again. It's a gift, bugs and all.