Summer is…

…a time to drink (a lot).

…a time to eat (a lot).

…a time to be proud…

…of your parents (haha).

…a time for mohawks.

…a time for camping. (ew, yeah right!)

…a time for picnics.

…a time for french desserts…

…ok, and italian desserts. I don’t discriminate.

…a time to travel.

…a time to look goooood while you travel.

…a time to spend time with family.

…a time to go to the beach.

…a time to be a pervert at the beach.

…a time to play crokinole. (…yep!)

…a time for gelato.

…as good a time as ever to pay a visit to a vending machine!

…a time to enjoy seasonal fruit.

…a time for pool parties. (con sangria y tacos!).

…a time to meet new friends.

…a time to get some sun.

…a time to drink champagne and watch golden girls.

…a time to drink margaritas and watch melrose place.

…a time to eat a ginormous fried onion. (ok… maybe not).

…a time to see your childhood heros ace of base live! (like.. seriously.. amazing).

…a time for polish beer.

…a time to stop and smell the flowers.

…a time to praise god.

…a time to drink champagne…

…and more champagne…

…and then get really drunk and start kissing everybody…

…and then pull it together and make it work…

…and then get really hungover…

…and thenk wake up with no idea where the fuck you are.

And finally, summer is a time to stop and smile because you’re so fucking lucky!