Before the gold and glimmer have been replaced

We only have 3 weeks left.  Let's make the most of it okay?

It's been a pretty good summer mostly.  I was so scared that I wouldn't like this summer as much as last, but  now I think it was better.  I like the person I am this summer better than the person I was last summer.  I like my friends.  Last summer was ward bonding summer, but this summer we've been curing our ward-itis.  I like my hair.

Unfortunately, this summer has felt so short.  I've been crazy busy, and I haven't had a chance to stop and do nothing.  But I'm determined to make the last 3 weeks of this summer the best ever.

"Another sun-soaked season fades away"

Love and kisses,

Dani

(p.s. Laura, we really need to do something.  Maybe we'll go take some pictures or something.)

 You know, I'm still waiting for this whole summer romance thing to happen

 but I'm kind of running out of time

It finally feels like summer

I woke up this morning with at least 500 new bug bites from my escapades last night. And then I just layed in bed and did nothing because I don't feel like crossing off one of the million things on my to-do list.  I listened to the Beatles and wrote like 4 pages in my journal but I'm still not caught up to the present, and now it's 11:36 and I haven't showered or done my hair or even changed out of my pajamas.

It must be summer or something.

We had terrific thunderstorm the other day.  Of course we had to run around and get soaked and drag Coleman out of his house because you can't have a thunderstorm without Coleman.  That would never work out.

Soak up some sunshine!

Love and kisses,
Dani

I think I would really like a snow cone right now.

Guess what?  I kind of really like this summer.

I kind of really like this whole doing nothing thing.  Wasting my money on snow cones and sleeping in and staying up late.  I really like going on those long walks in the park where it would have been just us if we didn't have so many people with us.  I like leaning up against someone else's car and watching the stars and talking and listening.  I like when his t-shirt brushes against my arm because we're standing that close to each other.  I like when the sun sets and lights up all of those fuzzy white things in the air.  

It just might end up being a summer to remember.

Love and kisses,

Dani

(p.s.  I learned how to do my hair like a flapper girl today)

My own planets and stars are glowing

So I saw the sunset last night and I was like "Wow! Does it always do that?"  Does it always turn all golden and sparkly when it sinks below the trees?  Has it always peeked over the mountains and shone on the lake like that?  Has it always been that beautiful?  And then I went on a walk and I was like "Wow!  Does it always feel like this in June?"  Has it always been all warm and lovely on summer nights?  Has it always been that beautiful.  And then when it got dark I saw the stars and I was like "Wow!  Do they always look like that?"  Do they always glitter like that?  Have they always looked like diamonds?  Have they always been so beautiful?

Well, you know what?  I think they have.

It's a pretty good thing that My Self and I are friends now.

Love and kisses,
Dani

Burns my feet as they touch the ground.

The clock is ticking, ticking, ticking closer to summer and I am the only one left to be excited.  I am the only one left to crave the sunshine and the grass and my long lost friend, sleep.  We haven't seen each other in quite a while.

I discovered something new this year.  After wasting so much time feeling sorry for myself and missing the past and wishing we were still there, I realized that there's nothing wrong with where I'm at.  I realized that it's fine to like Lone Peak sometimes and to maybe even enjoy being at school.  I realized that there are boys with jedi braids and boys with glasses and boys who sing and boys who recycle.  I realized that maybe some of them might even know who I am.  We could even be friends or something.  And you know what?  Maybe I even like where I am better than where I was.

Well I don't want to start feeling sorry for myself when things change.  I can change and I can make friends and I move on.

So I'm excited for a change.  I want to do something new and cut my hair and go thrift shopping and get a tan-line.  Would you care to join?

(Normally I would post some beautiful, inspirational, summer-themed pictures here, but I currently don't have access to the computer where all of my blogging pictures are stored.  Sorry, maybe next time.)

Don't be afraid to change.

Love and kisses, 
Dani


(post script:  So Brynn, I had this great idea where maybe we should meet all of these people Rocky talks about all the time and then we'll know who he's talking about...)

If you were to be kidnapped, wouldn't you want to have your retainer with you?