Oh, Summer; as a kid, I could never decide which time was better…. Holiday season or Summer break (Halloween came in a very close third, I’ve always been attracted to scary stuff for some reason). Until recently the decision has always been a bit of a Sophie’s choice for me (completely unrelated: At the beginning of last year I finally figured out what it meant when people said something was a “Sophie’s Choice”, and I felt the need to watch the movie where the reference originated and it officially confirmed to me that Meryl Strep is a Goddess). Currently, the choice of my favorite time of year has definitely swayed more towards Thanksgiving/Christmas/New Year time, those months are full of excitement regardless of your age, where summer seems to become less and less magical the older you get. These past few years of summer for me haven’t held very much, I’ve worked, I’ve taken super lame classes (Including calculus which is a required course for Elementary Education majors…. I’ll pay you $100 if you can find me a kid in *public* elementary school whose learning calculus), and I’ve worked some more. Okay I’ll admit that’s not ALL I’ve done, I have taken little trips here and there, visited family, and spent time with friends who I don’t see too often during the school year. All of those things are great…but I feel like when I was a kid and in my teens every day of summer was a giant party, this could also be because my standards were a bit lower then than they are now; my mom could get me a pack of Lisa Frank (if you don’t know what this is, you most definitely didn’t grow up in the early 2000s 😊) inspired band-aids at the grocery store and you would have thought I spent the night in Cinderella’s castle at Disneyworld. The funny thing is, even though I’m not the biggest fan of summer time (the 103 degree Texas weather doesn’t make it any more appealing), I’m pretty bummed that it’s almost over. In exactly a week, I’ll be starting my senior year of college, and it’ll be my last first day of school as a student!
While I’m not bummed that this particular summer is over, I think I’m mostly getting emotional because I know this is the last summer that I’ll have before I become a “responsible, college educated, working adult” (that is assuming I’ll be one of those by this time next year). I am aware that when I become a teacher I’ll also have summers off, but again, summer just isn’t the same when you’re a grown-up (us big people actually have important things that need to be accomplished in our day to day lives). Most of my best memories come from summer (haha, I say that as if I’m the only person in this world who has fond summer memories, everyone does right?), my childhood best friend and I would take turns sleeping over at each other’s houses, we’d watch goosebumps movies (as we got older we graduated to actual scary movies), attempt to paint one another’s nails (trust me they still looked crappy even when we were in high school), and we would of course prank call all our “boyfriends” and the boys we had crushes on (I was and still may be the BEST prank caller ever, no bias in that statement 😉). I also remember when I was really little I would spend the summer in Kansas with my mom’s side of the family, my grandma organized an event which we called “cousins week”, which was a whole week dedicated to spoiling the grandkids and forcing all of us cousins to spend time together (okay, there wasn’t a whole lot of forcing going on…we all love each other for the most part).
Along with summer nights with friends, hanging out with cousins who I’d only see a few times a year, I also spent much of my time during the summer finding ways to irritate my older sister (still a favorite past time of mine). During the summer months, my parents both went to work leaving my sister and I alone at the house together during the day. I have vivid memories of watching (and pretending I knew what was going on) TRL, E! True Hollywood Stories, and Laguna Beach with her, fighting over couch space and who had dibs on the last bagel bite. We also used to walk to a local grocery store to buy 25 cent laffy taffys and she would show me how to play all the coolest card games (I think she even let me win sometimes…what a good big sister!). To be perfectly honest, I think those low-key days at the house with my sister are some of my favorite summer memories. Granted, all those other times were fun and all but those moments are ones I’ll remember forever (don’t worry, that’s the only cheesy line you’ll find in this post…I promise!).
Today being my last Monday of Summer, and also the start of my FIRST work/class free week in months, I have officially decided that I’m going to recreate my fondest summer memories (minus my sister who lives thousands of miles away now and also minus TRL, E! True Hollywood Stories, and Laguna Beach because those shows are no longer with us. RIP). What I mean by that exactly is I’m going to spend my last week of summer being low-key, I even came to my parent’s house for the last week, making it that much easier to recreate the old summer magic. The end of summer is always a bummer, no matter how eventful it was, but I’m going to try to make the most of what I have left and I strongly encourage everyone else to do so as well—who knows what kind of memories you’ll make!
Catch you on the flipside!