Maine comes alive in the summer! It might be because our season is so short that we all are inclined to soak up every last bit of it. It’s like we are all living a bucket list of randomness before we slip back into our holes and don’t come out for another nine months.
This is a conversation I had with a friend last week. It really exemplifies my point:
“Hey, watcha doing tomorrow?”
“No way, we are doing martinis in bikinis.”
“Um… I don’t own a bikini.”
“Why don’t you own a bikini?”
“Have you never noticed that I’m shaped like a rular?”
“We are going to be at the lake.”
“Well, maybe I’ll buy a bikini.”
You see everything in Maine kind of turns into an event. It starts getting a tad stressful. You book a trip to Bar Harbor and then find out that your friend’s have a hundred pounds of crawfish that they plan on boiling up in their backyard. Yes, it’s fresh from Louisiana! Yes, they have the true secret garden of Willard Beach. Love parties in that yard.
Sigh… missed that one too.
You see, it’s dizzying the choices. Then you start to get a little crazy yourself on the entertainment level. Today, I have a day with the kids. I’m thinking a theme. Yes, a theme. Yesterday they hiked six miles, jumped off cliffs in New Hampshire, had a drink on the Mount Washington Hotel, fed horses some carrots, and went out for nachos. Well, that’ll be difficult to top!
Maybe today in Maine we’ll try to blow something up. Like a Volcano! Yes, that’s it. Or we’ll try to suck an egg into a bottle. Or, I’m sure something kind of interesting will happen today. Can’t wait to find out.