I would have to say that Summer is my favorite time of year. You don’t have to warm up your car in the morning. On a really nice day you have a choice of either shorts or long britches. All the kids are outside playing, laughing and getting the exercise they so desperately need, after a long Winter of being pent up in the house with nothing better to do than torment each other and their parents. You can go for a long walk, and actually see friends that you haven’t seen since everybody huddled in for hibernation.

But what I really love about Summer is, going on trips. The opportunity to hit the open road and test your caliber in the sea of endless nincompoops with drivers licenses. A chance to get out into Gods glorious creation and appreciate the spectacle of its beauty. To join, rank and file, the nomads who have gone before you in their never ending quest for utopia. To become a part of something so…

ARE WE THERE YET?

NO!

I HAVE TO GO TO THE BATHROOM!

HERE’S A BOTTLE!

DEAR!!

WHAT?! Oh, all right! I’ll find a bathroom.

That’s better.

ARE WE THERE YET?

…..I love summer…..