We're heading into the third summer that Carrie and I have lived in the same apartment complex, yet yesterday was the first time we went to the pool (the pool that is so close, we could probably throw a stone from our balcony into it). Usually it's swarming with loud, annoying children, but yesterday it was delightfully empty. Well, not completely empty, but there were only a few people there. And since it was around 90 out, we thought we'd head down. It was a great way to spend the afternoon; very relaxing. Of course, I'm still pasty white. Either I wear sunscreen and stay pasty white, or I don't and wind up completely red. I went with the choice that doesn't lead to skin cancer.
Current song in my head:
"I'll Follow the Sun" by the Beatles