What in the world. I melt. I drip like a popsicle. I glisten. I gleam. And it is only June.
You know you are getting older when you no longer long for hot summer days -- I have recently come to understand what my mom has been preaching for years: escape the heat! Go to Maine! Go to Michigan! Why do you want to come home to Dallas? The heat index is at 105.
Thankfully, I have my Maine love and she has open arms for me. Thank you, Aves!
But for now, there's no escaping the DC summer heat. So I dream of better days - September 18th! Nothing like the turning of the seasons to get you stoked for BEN HOWARD!
That's right folks. I've been informed by
I had no idea. Get excited!
And call me maybe?