How do I know that summer is officially here? A neighbor has brought me mangoes! And the smell... oh the smell! I'll admit, I've never been a person that loves to eat mangoes like my mother, but it honestly doesn't matter. They are a symbol of the warm weather, beautiful colors, and the sweetness of what this season brings here in the Temperate Zone. When you are from Miami and a neighbor brings you these delicious smelling, sunset colored, sappy tropical fruits, you go right into summer mode Which got me to thinking... what are my favorite summer things? Here's the list I came up with:
(1) Sleeping In!
Not too late, as to miss the good sun, but definitely no alarm clock and a
little extra snuggle time with the pups!
(2) Mosquito Repellant
Sure I'd give anything to not have mosquitoes biting every part of my body during these couple of months. But I've got to admit, I LOVE mosquitoe repellants! I love love love the smell of OFF! spray and citronella candles. Call me crazy! Maybe it's the nostalgia of being doused with the stuff by my mother during Sanibel vacation's or the many dusks spent fishing in the canal at my grandparents' home. Apparently, she was more concerned with West Nile Virus than Deet. :)
Whatever it is, I love it!
Whatever it is, I love it!
(3) My sister
Her being back in Miami signifies all things good and is one of my truest reason for LOVING summer. She was my summer pal before anyone else. She's the one that shares some of my best memories of Hialeah swimming lessons, painting ceramics, playing Candy Land in the rec room, and listening to Ray Stevens on the way back home. She was the one that transformed my pool into a class 4 rafting expedition. She was the one that protected us from the giant green snake -or hose, depending on how you see things - either way, i think very heroic. She was the one that was there when we were playing the "colors game" in my neighbor's pool and cops busted through, guns drawn, because my neighbor was involved in a major Miami gambling ring. It wasn't all rosy, folks. We did grow up in Miami after all. We earned our "street cred." Point is, summer isn't complete without a good dose of Meghan.
Get home soon please! :)
Get home soon please! :)
(4) Hammocks
The perfect hammock is in my parents backyard hanging from a large Oak. Need I say more?
(5) Dad's Churrasco
It is world famous!! (world might be very slight exaggeration) It is beyond perfect. It is the perfect mojo marinade. The perfect cooking technique. The perfect main course. I love that he always burns a piece for my mom, because she likes it close to charcoal consistency. I love that he makes enough to feed an army when it's gonna be just the 4 of us.
I love when it's just the 4 of us.
I also love it when it's not just the 4 of us and friends are spilling through the door asking "Did your dad make his world famous churrasco??" "Why, yes he did!" "OMG. I can't wait!!!" (Ok, ok did they use the phrase "World Famous" verbatim, maybe not. But that's what they were thinking.)
Cheers to Churrasco! I can almost taste it!
I love when it's just the 4 of us.
I also love it when it's not just the 4 of us and friends are spilling through the door asking "Did your dad make his world famous churrasco??" "Why, yes he did!" "OMG. I can't wait!!!" (Ok, ok did they use the phrase "World Famous" verbatim, maybe not. But that's what they were thinking.)
Cheers to Churrasco! I can almost taste it!
(6) Our Summer Soundtrack
Fruitcakes became popular in our house when I was only 7 years old and we went to Marathon Key with our best family friends, the Modronos. As my parents, and by default my sister and I, had always been Jimmy Buffett fans, my father got his newest CD right in time for our sunny vacation figuring it'd be the perfect soundtrack for the week. When I say that it played on a continuous loop in the house we stayed in, I really mean continuous. As in no other music the entire time. As in, before the time of iPods and it was the ONLY cd that we had with us. I'll admit that I needed a little Fruitcake detox time after the trip, but it ended up being one of my all-time favorite summer albums.
Though 90 Millas is one of my personal favorites and really is some of her best work, I have to say that this CD is really only a symbol for all the Gloria music that was played in our house, especially during summer time.
So, En Concert is a newer addition to our summer mix, but fantastic nonetheless. I gave it to my mother about 2 years ago and she fell in love with Jack Johnson, and really, how can you not? His voice, the ukelele, and Banana Pancakes are pretty irresistible and just right for summer.
(7) My Mom
My mom was made for temperatures over 95 degrees. Everyone else will be complaining about how hot they are and she can't soak up the sun quick enough. Most people get in their car on a hot summer day and immediately turn the A/C on full blast...not my mother! Nope, she gets into a car that could kill a small child, hugs her steering wheel, closes her eyes, and says "Oh it feels so good in here!" She is the embodiment of summer. She also shares my love of fun nail colors during summer, especially one of our favorite orangey hues named "Clam Bake" by Essie. I wonder if it's actually the color or the clever name that make me want to wear it more.
(8)Beach/Pool
Sure I prefer the saltiness and sand of the beach to the pool, but I'll take water in whatever form I can get, or even better, both! And though chances are you're hot from the summer sun, no one can help but to become a giddy 5 year old again at the thought of running/jumping into a cold bath that you know will be refreshing, but unbearable for the first 45 seconds. There is nothing like being completely enveloped by water on all sides. The coolness that soon becomes a warm blanket. The outer-space-like weightlessness that inspires you to do a somersault under the surface. The school of fish that swims by that causes momentary panic trying to figure out what exactly that school is swimming away from?
It's all grand.
(9) Rain
So picture this. You've gone to the beach/pool. You've soaked up the sun. You've laid out and read your favorite book. You've played water games with friends and floated around on noodles. You're nearing your sun limit. Here enters the glorious afternoon showers that Miami, and really all of South Florida, are known for. They come quick and leave quick (usually.) You can practically set your clock by them. They are the perfect background noise for an afternoon nap or a board game, if you are so lucky. They were the perfect backdrop for my arts & crafts sessions as a kid. I can see me at the kitchen counter with my water colors while the storm is raging and my mom would always say
"Oh, the plants just love this!"
And so do I.
Ahh.... summer. Glad to see you again.
Cheers,
Mal