The past weekend or two truly feel like the beginning of summer is in full force.  Yeah, it may have been sooner for other people, but there's something about being outdoors all the time that really does it for me.  Maybe it was driving all over NJ last Saturday in the boyfriend's dune buggy and welcoming the ever-attractive v-neck suntan, or finally going to the beach this weekend, but either way, I'm all about it... just don't expect me to have the same "woo hoo" reaction to it once the humidity is all over and in full force.  Then I'll be that nerd indoors.  Judge me.  I dare you.  You'd be bitching about it too.

It's funny to think that when I was younger, I loathed the beach.  Now, just throw me on there on a beautiful day and I'm good to go.