Welcome, Summer!

Happy First Day of Summer, Modern Philosophers!

Not only does that mean today is the longest day of the year, but it also mercifully means that for the next three months, all snow is banned from Maine!

I’m not quite sure how it works, but I think that if it even tries to snow, enormous domes paid for by Stephen King, drop out of the blue to protect the entire state from the annoying white stuff.

To celebrate the Summer Solstice, I conducted my usual ritual of burning my snow shovel on the front lawn.

Don’t worry, Modern Philosophers, that fire did not go to waste.  I had the interns roast marshmallows and make s’mores, which I then shared with my neighbors.

We know how to welcome Summer properly here at The House on the Hill.

I’m happy to report that, unlike the Winter Solstice, today was a wonderful day.  It began with a kick ass run, which started Summer perfectly.  I know that if I continue with all this running, I will have my bikini body ready just in time for the Fourth of July.

Of course, with the change of seasons, Summer Lovin’ is now in the air.

Tell me more, tell me more…

Okay, I’ll expand on that, but only because you sang to me, Modern Philosophers.

Remember how in Saturday’s post I promised I was going to try to be more proactive in getting into a new relationship?  Well, I made sure to strike up a conversation with my crush.  I figured the first day of Summer was the perfect time for it, and we had a nice chat and I made her smile.

Tell me more, tell me more…

You’re getting a little nosy, but I do have to fill more space, so I might as well share.  Working up the courage to ask someone out after not having dated in almost a year is still a definite challenge, but today’s baby steps were an encouraging start.

Plus, I’ve made sure to set my sights strictly on women who live in this country.

See?  I can poke fun at my failures.

That’s progress.

At lunch, I went for my usual walk, totally looking to take advantage of the Summer weather.  However, the sun decided to take a nap, which allowed those pesky storm clouds to quickly move in.

I was getting drenched, so I ran back inside to borrow an umbrella from the girl who wears my old fitness tracker.  I tried to get her to join me, but she is as intelligent as she is attractive (and she is very attractive!), and she chose not to walk out in the rain and wind like some sort of raving lunatic.

Or maybe she chose not to walk out in the rain with a raving lunatic…

One of these days, though.  I’d definitely enjoy her company.

That’s enough about my romantic prospects for now.  I don’t care how many songs from Grease you sing to me!

There is definitely a change in the air.  I can feel it and I’m trying my hardest to embrace it with my long monkey boy arms, which are getting more muscular from all the weight training I’ve been doing along with my runs.

I’ve searched my feelings, and I believe that the Force will be strong with me this Summer, despite my choice of wardrobe for the evening.

When I posted this selfie on Facebook tonight, I added the caption: Not even Lord Vader is strong enough to prevent the First Day of Summer from revealing the true power of the Light/Sunny side of the Force!

Yes, I am a corny Star Wars Geek and Hopeless Romantic, but I see those as good things.  It’s Summer after all, and everyone knows that great things happen for those who choose to embrace the season!

I burn my snow shovel on the front lawn and make s’mores.  What do you do to celebrate the First Day of Summer?