Ok, so I didn’t get a pedicure before going on vacation.  I thought I might treat myself to one while away, but I didn’t.  I didn’t feel the need.  Why bother?  Who cares?  They’re aired out for three days and then they get wrapped in warm swaddling socks until summer.

I didn’t anticipate my toes being in any pictures…you’ve all seen those annoying vacation photos of the girl’s perfectly pedicured toes in the sand.  Yeah, I thought so.  We know you’re on vacation…stop taking pictures of your feet and take a picture of something pretty!!!  Or something boring like your dessert of creme brulee.   I would rather see a million photos of the water and the waves and the sand and anything else.

I didn’t even take a picture of myself on my trip!  Wait…now that I think about it, I did take a picture of my bangs sticking straight up one morning.  I also had my toothbrush hanging out of my mouth.  What can I say, Danger is my middle name.  Yeah, baby!

My toes were not supposed to make an appearance in this picture…and I neglected to crop them out.  And now, it has taken over my whole train of thought….because as I type this, those fat little cheese sticks are wiggling hello at me.




I love summertime. Don’t you? I especially love that we live close to Lake Michigan and the beach and trails and exploration central. I also love that school is out and I can let these little lovelies frolic about free and dirty…the sand sticks to their sunscreened skin and their hair gets perfectly wavy and golden. Isn’t it great just to dip your toes in and to dig them into the wet sand? To be warm from the sun but cool from the breeze? I just love it. I wish everyone had summer vacation. Kids have it made. One day they will look back and love summer too, although I’m pretty sure they already love it.