Last night we grilled chicken on skewers and corn on the cob, and ate our dinner outside well after 7:00 pm. Everything tasted amazing. Everything smelled and felt like summer. There's no central air in this big old creaky house and thus we move a little slower, and readjust our priorities, when the weather gets hot and humid (Run the vacuum? Nah.). Today I bought the mandatory blow-up pool and squirt guns along with sunscreen, sunscreen for faces and scalps and bodies, at our local Kmart. I can't possibly leave four-year-old Mary alone in a pool filled with water, alone with her brother who has all kinds of brilliant ideas like leaping from stools into pools much too much shallow for such dare-devilish acrobatics. I can't leave her and tend to upstairs chores, upstairs where its muggy as a sauna, and so I sit guilt-free for hours on the screened-in porch where I can observe my children engorging themselves on warmth and fun. School's out in a week. I'm already beginning to feel myself unwind.