I graduated from college 16 years ago today! (The anniversary is always easy to remember thanks to Cinco de Mayo.)
On another mind-bending “time flies” note, I realized last night that I have been blogging for nearly half my life. (The archives here go back to very shortly after this graduation.) Jose asked if any of my friends still blog and sadly, the answer is pretty much no except for a small few who blog very sporadically. I know my posts have declined in frequency lately but I still find myself here a couple times per week and still can’t imagine giving up this space anytime soon.
After a warm and humid start, this week is wrapping up with some truly lovely weather — which I will enjoy as much as I possibly can. At the same time, I’m also trying to get my head wrapped around the coming summer weather. Towards the end of last summer I was really inspired by Kelsey’s plan to embrace the summer heat. She lives in the desert so it’s that whole “different kind of heat” there but the idea is definitely the same.
There are two things that immediately come to mind for me. The first is simply to embrace the sweat! It’s hot. It’s humid. Going outside for any length of time over about 3 minutes means that I WILL start to sweat…and that’s normal. Instead of feeling gross and being annoyed about it, I’m just going to start realizing that it is what it is. I’m also going to pay more attention to my summer clothing, and buy items that can stand up to sweat a bit better without looking icky. Time to finally jump all in to the athleisure trend perhaps?
The second is to just get over the fact that sunscreen makes me feel gross and wear it anyway. In past years, I’ve been known to postpone or even avoid activities that mean slathering up in sunscreen because I just don’t like feeling slimy, but with my fair skin it’s an absolute necessity. (I’ve said many times that if/when someone invents permanent sunscreen that you can inject into your skin, I will be alllll over it.) So new rule: wearing sunscreen is not a big deal. Just do it and move on.
As I started this post, Jose texted me from the kolache place nearby. He stopped there with the girls for breakfast because they left too late to make breakfast at the daycare…and apparently someone spilled milk all over themselves. I don’t even know which kid it was but they’re now headed back to the house to change so I suppose I should go help them out. Kids! They just attract mess and spills like a magnet!