Last three weeks of summer, never my favorite three weeks. It's the time when all the extra popsicles start to melt, and everyone gets ready to go on last minute trips. When the camps end, and the kids are free. When work stays the same, and most of all when you start to think about all that life is worth. For me, the last three weeks of summer have always been finish camp, go back to visit family in Minnesota, and of course make plans with my friends. I always go to do my dreaded back to school shopping. These three weeks have been different, because for me camp ended in the beginning of August. So really, I have had the extra few weeks. Mostly it's been about seeing my friends, getting together with my friends, and hanging out with my dad and step dad. While my mom and step mom go to work, and come back swamped. Sometimes they aren't swamped though, sometimes they actually look like they feel pretty good. Some advice for writers out there, "You can never write something that will make everybody happy, so just say it, and write it it like it is" Kind of scary how fast the year went by. Feels like I just did the first post of the year.
Location: Home with my last three weeks of summer.