I know technically it isn’t, but ‘culturally’ Labor Day is the end of summer. I’m not sure where the summer went but frankly, the last 10-11 years since I got out of college, I always feel a little ripped-off.
Summers don’t have the same “zing” that they did when I was in school, you know the road trips, the extra time off, the “summer jobs” and the friends that come along with it. Nope, when you’re a working adult, July is exactly like February except the weather is different. Maybe it would be different if my wife and I actually took a vacation during the summer, but everywhere is always so crowded.
Things have been much different now that my daughter is around. Watching her grow and learn new “tricks” has been a thrill. This summer she had her 1st birthday with the Elvis impersonator (that I’m sure she’ll never forget), she learned how to walk, and she added more words to her vocabulary, such as “NO! NO! NOOoooO!” (Although we could live without that one). We went to another wedding - now, that we’re going well into our 30’s there are less and less of them since most friends are married (or “hooked-up”) now. These days, kids parties are becoming much more common for us.
Oh yeah, there’s nothing like a 3-day weekend to make you reminisce about getting older. I think I may go play chess in the park this weekend and complain about the government.