Marshmallows...

Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here… Summer is almost here…

All week I have been reminding myself of this.  I know I already discussed this, but the week before finals is tough.  The list of projects is longer than there are hours in the day, and the studying for finals needs to begin, and needed to yesterday.  

My mom sent this picture the other day, thinking of me, and I thought I would pass it on to you.  It is just one more sign that summer is almost here.  Thanks mom for the encouragement; it’s funny how you have a way of encouraging without even speaking of what needs to be done.  

There is nothing better than a summer night with a perfect marshmallow roasted over a bonfire.  Just to clarify, the fire is built specifically with marshmallows in mind, leaving perfect roasting spots around the outside.  The stick is a real stick, preferably one that I have sanded the tip down every summer I can remember before the 4^th of July.  A perfect marshmallow, as I was taught by my dad, is warmed to the middle and golden brown on the outside, definitely not burned; those are for the lake.

Ok summer, I am ready.  I am ready for the ideal bonfire with the perfect marshmallow roasted over it.  Dad, please have the bonfire ready…I want my marshmallow in 10 days and counting.  Don’t worry; I will help you sand the sticks down to the point.   J