Tip Toe Through the Tulips

It's summer in Provo, but everyone here calls it spring. I suppose summer here actually isn't until June 21st. So it's spring in Provo, and I'm not going to school. Now that is the best feeling ever.
I have a great new job with great new people.

The sun is out most of the time, and if I had the skin for it, I might get a little tan. But I'll probably stay mostly pale. Which I think I'm okay with.

I can go to the pool any day and at any time, and I like that it's not unbearably hot.

All I ever want to do is do childish things such as playing hide and go seek and shooting passersby with squirt guns.

Summer time is shenanigan time.

And I plan on this being one of the most spectacular summers I have ever had.

I am going to run and hike and camp and swim and dance around like I'm a child. So here's to summer. Wishing you the best.