Of course, we’re all looking forward to the beginning of summer, but here’s some signs you might be over-anticipating the summer fun.
You’ve replaced all your belts with inner tubes.
“If I want to keep my pants up, I do, Betty!”
You refuse to eat anything that doesn’t come on a stick.
“Sorry, we don’t have corn dogs.”
“Then give me some cotton candy.”
“Sorry, no cotton candy.”
“Popcicle?”
“Nope.”
“Shish Kabob?”
“No.”
“Would you by any chance have a carmeled apple or chocolate banana on a stick?
“Just order a Happy Meal, Bub.”
You’ve asked Al Gore for a little extra “fun in the sun” global warming.
You’ve got a bee up your bonnet and you’ve never been happier!
Two Words: Thong City
You’ve gone a little crazy because you can’t find your pail and shovel.
You refuse to relax on anything that doesn’t inflate.
“That depends . . .did you get the inflatable dining set blown up yet?”
You’re getting a reputation as someone who has a lot of beach balls!
“Thank you!’
And there you have it Dear Readers! Now get out there and have a great weekend.
Until next time . . . I love you