I've been spending my summer in 1960's floral shift dresses, enjoying the bare legs that seemed like such a rarity back in foggy San Francisco and loving my new short locks. I acquired a lot of new freckles on a recent beach day spent with Liz and Emily and I'm feeling slightly guilty about being just a tiny bit tan (for me, that is). I've learned to embrace the occasional and incredibly indulgent "mani pedi" afternoon, and I will never tire of seeing the bewildered looks I receive when I request alternating nail polish colors or polka dots or something else silly (or at least silly by Philadelphia standards). I'm looking forward to going home for a visit at the end of this month and I can't wait to visit my old haunts and hug a lot of folks that I've been desperately missing (you know who you are) and sing karaoke every night. Summer, it's been pretty wonderful so far and I'm looking forward to the second half!