Now we're cookin';
It is in the 90s around town here, and even though I grew up in hotter summers, I have kind of gotten used to the milder summers of northern Oregon. Until this week.
So we planned a minor escape for the day. We took a trip to my happy place - the beach - anticipating a lovely sunny, cooler, afternoon.
Oh, it was cooler alright! I remembered to bring sweatshirts for everyone. It is the Oregon coast after all. I ended up wearing mine and my son's, and wrapping a blanket around my legs. That wind was cold!
A beautiful beach day needs ice cream. Of course. So when Ham-N-Cheese came over to me shivering, and said she was cold, I knew it was time to pack up and go. We headed straight for our favorite little ice cream shop, where the single scoop looks more like a double.
And then we headed home, back into the heat. But by then it didn't feel so bad, since my goosebumps were finally gone.