Have I mentioned how much I love summer?

I missed a couple of weeks on here. The weather got nice, and I have a thing for sitting outside, walking outside, eating outside, drinking outside, etc.

Here's what's going on, in my faux-photo-essay.

To appease a roommate, I made good use of my free time and made rice krispie treats. But I didn't stop there. I carved them into a special shape, added some frosting, and voila--Shrek rice krispie treats!




Charlotte came to visit. I think her English accent got worse. Another reason for her to move to this side of the pond.



Charlotte gave me a really cool piggy bank for a belated birthday present. His name is William.




Kate wanted people to see a "classic" movie from the early 80s, "Against All Odds." Based on the DVD's menu picture, you'd think that it was porn, but that's only part true.



Not everyone was as excited for the movie viewing as Kate was, so we turned it into a drinking game. Pete especially liked having to drink whenever Jeff Bridges had his shirt off. I liked drinking best whenever there was a shot of Mayan ruins. Here's Caitlin with her first beer when we started the movie shortly before 5 on a Saturday afternoon:



I started teaching summer school. I have a little class of four autistic middleschoolers. I don't have any biters like in preschool, but plenty of other behaviors to keep things interesting, like an aggressive 240 pound boy. I've also got a scratcher, so it's been quite fun to have scratches all over my hands for the past few weeks, rather than bite marks. I don't have any pictures.

Last night Caits and I went to the Sox game.




I got a new t-shirt earlier in the day to celebrate the fact that Dice-K pitched!



My camera can only zoom in so far.
But here he is in action:


Following the game, I drank a bit too much, and made one of my more interesting drunk purchases shortly after 1 AM. While out last night, Caitlin and I made plans to go to the beach today, so I decided after getting home last night that it would be a good time to buy some beach chairs in the 24 hour CVS in Porter Square. I ended up being that girl who's drunk shopping. Beach chairs are hard enough to manuever when you're sober, let alone making your way through the store aisles after a night out. Then I couldn't find my credit card, and then when I did, I dropped it. Then I realized how ridiculous I must look to the people waiting in line behind me, so I started laughing, but ended up snorting. I don't have any pictures of the CVS disaster either.

Anyway, I need to cap off a great summer weekend with turning on the AC and heading to bed before 9. I'm reading a dark, kind of scary book, and I'm anticipating that I'll wake up sometime around 3am with dreams about being chased in the woods, so I might as well get an early start to bed.