Ah, September. As the last bits of summer fade away and fall starts to move in, I can feel the funk that descends on me every summer (and usually keeps me from blogging) finally passing. In honor of the kiddies heading back to school, I thought I'd indulge in one of those time honored exercises: writing about what I, or in this case Daisy and I, did over our summer.
We rediscovered the joys of fruit, and ate a ton of it. Despite the often-frustrating lack of non-bruised organic fruit on Market District's and Whole Foods's shelves, we were able to indulge in a tasty variety of fruits from raspberries and blueberries to nectarines to cherries.
We went to Kennywood a lot. The benefits of being season ticket-holders are boundless. Have ticket, will travel. We were able to indulge our need for roller coasters and skeeball at least once for every month this summer. We even went back-to-back weekends in July. It has gotten so that some of the employees know us on sight now.
We missed the Three Rivers Arts Festival AND Pride Week, again. We really need to mark both events on our calendars next year.
I got rear-ended in my new truck. That was a bummer for the end of the summer, but it's all fixed up now, so I guess everything worked out ok.
As September gets started, Daisy and I are looking down the barrel at a pretty busy month - a wedding, a 40th anniversary celebration for my in-laws, and our long-awaited Salem vacation at the end. I expect to have a little more energy to put toward blogging, finally, but our schedule may put a damper on that. We'll check in when we can, though.
In the meantime - three cheers for fall and sweater weather!
Penn
