It's summertime in the city, the sun's out for the first time in what feels like years, it's beautiful outside...
Aaaaaand girl got a new bike; it's a beaut. Back breaks are a bit touchy, but who needs breaks anyways.
A ride down to the Art Museum yesterday reminded me how awesome it is to explore a city via non-motorized vehicle. So many people were out walking, running, picnic-ing, rowing, riding, roller-blading, reading; this is the part of Philly I love. Winter was tough to get through, but with days like these I can't complain.
I laughed at myself today. I sweated (sweat?) and it was weird. I walked from the office to my car and it was all I could do to rip off my short-sleeve jacket and blast the A/C.
It was only a high of 85 degrees.
Who am I, really? Did I not used to live in Texas and the Dominican Republic where the lows are 85 degrees? Goodness, the North captures me for 9 months and before I know it, my body's shamelessly adjusted to this 'mild' weather. Before you know it I'll be drinking 'pop' and going to the 'shore.'
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Don't ever start saying "wooder" or I'll never be able to stop making fun of you. xo
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