Are We Having Fun Yet?

The crickets have started in, two full weeks ahead of schedule. It’s a sign we’d best  hurry up and squeeze in the summer fun. And how am I doing with THAT so far? Hmmmm.  Well we got the air conditioner into the bedroom finally and that’s certainly been fun. As of this morning it’s leaning so far back into thin air I think it’s going to go any minute and take the whole window-frame with it.I also stole away from my desk in the middle of the day to see Sex and the City 2 the very day it came out. Had the wide-brim hat and silk sheath dress all lined up to put on and shoot a video making fun of it, but the energy seeped out of that idea as soon as I got to the theatre. Conked out 30 minutes in, walked out 30 minutes later. Dumb, dumb movie. I mean could Samantha’s nymphomania BE any more offensive when the action takes place in an Islamic country? Plus, is that what dermabrasion does? She’s all .... waxy, like those little tubes you used to get in elementary school and sucked the red goo out of and stomped on the pavement after. And I don’t care how nice a person Sarah Jessica Parker might be she still looks like a horse.I haven’t slept outside yet and hope to God I don’t have to. Haven’t swum in the aqua gel of a pool, haven’t gotten a sunburn or been to the beach or walked up to a single jingling ice cream truck.Over the weekend I did go to a lake and for the first time this year dove off a dock. You have to go shallow off this particular dock or you’ll hit the rocks but I remembered my racing dive because I learned to swim at the same summer camp as this pretty diver here. Only for the racing dive you get into the proper squat, shoot your arms back, shoot them forward and slam! you go, flat against the water and come up doing that mile-a-minute crawl stroke, in my case all the way out to the raft without once coming up for air….And when I did come up I wasn’t any longer the grownup who hasn’t been to the beach or swum in a pool; wasn't the one who goes to the movies and sees them through a glass all darkly. Instead I was the child who can keep her eyes open wide the whole time in the moss-green water and cherishes as her friends the minnows and the tadpoles. I was this little person below, second from the right getting ready to play The Beet in that timeless Parents Weekend play King Hale of Healthland.