Hey there! Happy last few days of summer! Be free and happy and danceful and uninhibited and now-y! ~Terri Guillemets
I love that quote.
I love this time of year. Love the warm weather and the little peeks of fall, and while my kids have gone back to school, it’s still fresh and new and so there aren’t any complaints yet! I also love eating strawberries by the carton and corn on the cob off the grill. And I enjoy indulging in gelato, because you know, when it’s hot out, what better thing to do than eat some yummy cold goodness.
But two of the very best things about summer have always been baseball and the beach. Baseball has been a huge part of my family’s life since my two boys were little and my husband started coaching them. The baseball field became a second home, teammates and their parents a second family. I have such wonderful memories of days spent in the stands cheering our teams on, and was especially proud of and happy for my hubby when he received the Coach of the Year award. Now that my boys are older (who said they could do that?) we love to watch games on TV, and we go to Dodger and Angel stadium as often as we can. We’ve caught foul balls, rooted for our favorite players—I am sooo sad to see Derek Jeter retire!—and eaten more hot dogs and garlic fries than I care to admit.
With baseball our summer sport of choice, the beach is our destination of choice. Living in Southern California, we‘re super lucky to have the beach practically in our backyard. Lazy days spent seaside are truly some of my favorite times. Growing up, my boys were total fish and there was nothing better than spending a day swimming and boogie boarding in the ocean. Then they’d run onto shore and build sandcastles and dig holes deep enough to hide in. Yes, we’ve all gotten sunburned. Yes, one of us has been stung by a jellyfish and brought home a sand crab in his pocket. And yes, one of us thought she was going to drown during a surf lesson when she fell off the board and did a few spastic somersaults under the water.
Oops. Did I say she? Okay, yes that was me. And that particular surfing fiasco was the inspiration for the surf lesson scene in my newest novel, KEEPING MR. RIGHT NOW. Luckily for my heroine, Sophie, she’s got pro surfer Zane to save her when she goes head over feet into the water. I did get back on the board, but now I prefer a paddleboard to a surfboard. There’s something magical about the ocean that makes me feel so content, and if I could, I’d stay out there all day, every day. I hope you’re enjoying these last days of summer!