Whim Wham Weekend

Summer always embellishes that insane time-vortex phenomenon where the days feel looooooong yet the weeks zip by. The sugary good-full haze of blackberry basil lemonade, sweet tea, iced vanilla coffee, dirty shirley temples, and pisco punch sure help take the edge off of any impending vacation ending doom. You know, THE doom, when your cart rolls past the aisles of 50% off summer merchandise at Target and into the school supplies Abyss. 

I'm 25 years old, and a row of TI-84 graphing calculators still breaks me out in hives. 

Until the natural grey of the Pacific Northwest ushers us back inside, and until I need to find the sine, cosine, and/or tangent of life, we'll be outside sipping on Mexican Coca Cola, wearing flowers in our hair, and learning the art of the somersault. 

Summer School. 

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{Bon Bon}