I bought these sunglasses about three weeks ago… and it has rained almost everyday since. I am getting really peeved. About five weeks ago began my glorious romp in the sun, I had reached a level of color that I like to think of as toasted caramel, and I was riding high on the ever cresting wave of vitamin D. And I haven’t really seen the sun since.

On Saturday Josh, Aaron and I went to the pool anyway, feeling like those passels of spry octogenarian men you always see at community pools in the morning, rain or shine, swimming laps and wearing loafers with their swim trunks they bought in 1982 (not at the same time, guys, get real).

In the mean time, I really have been meaning to write about the security guard at the pool, but am resisting the urge until I can get a picture of this douche hat. I would also like to write about Stefanie’s hot summer crush, who we have dubbed Tanner. Why Tanner? Because he is tanner than me, and he is tanner than you. But again! Not without an accompanying pic.