Summer...What Exactly Is So Great About It?

Ah...well, summer has sprung over the past few weeks, and most of the population is thrilled about it. Personally - I can't figure out what is so great about it besides the fact that you don't have to leave the house 10 minutes early to get to your destination and that you don't have to bundle up to go outside.

We were supposed to have a "dry, hot summer." Really? Well, I'd love to see where THAT summer is. So far it has rained - and not just sprinkled randomly throughout the day - on every.single.one of my lacrosse games except for one. Do you know how much it sucks to play in the rain, let alone coach? You stand there, getting wet like an idiot because you're too busy figuring out the lineup on a piece of paper you're trying to keep dry than to hold an umbrella and run to the car. Damn commitments. I wish the rain would go away! If all the rain we have had came to us in winter in the form of snow - WOO HOO HOO!!

Another issue I have with summer is the constant swarming of bugs of the biting variety - mosquitos, black flies, deer flies, and the most painful, horseflies! I was up in Haliburton last weekend, and I'm pretty sure I donated more blood to those bugs than I ever have to the Red Cross or even for blood tests. Your welcome for keeping you alive. Feel free to bite me again - oh wait, you did! You know the worst place to get bit? I'd have to say your rear end. You can't really scratch them without looking like there's something severely wrong with you, and there is always clothing to make it itchy! Sometimes, if you're really lucky they swell up and make you look like you have another tricep (in one particular case involving my arm and a greedy horse fly). Ever notice that no matter how many of them you swat or kill, their friends seem to want to bite you even more? Then they call in backup and you regret your decision, but there's no turning back or you'll look like you have chicken pox. You're screwed either way. Dammit.

I even went to the drive in last night and we ended up leaving after the first movie because we had entire herds (flocks? groups? pods?) of mosquitos coming through the slightest crack in the window. They can smell fear - I swear it. These things gotta go, and they will in a few weeks when their life span is cut off. That isn't to say that I'll be able to go outside without getting itchy and fearing the shadowy areas or the sun setting.

I want winter, where there's no bugs except the ones that hide in your house for warmth, and you chance getting a snow day (even though it never happens, the feeling of the possibility is simply amazing). The countdown is on - 4 more months and counting!

Thanks a lot, buggers.