summer countdown: bugs, dress-up, & jaxx the ripper

It's the beginning of the end.

Two and a half months left until my life as I know it is over.

Lily starts kindergarten.  I start a routine.

That stinks.

I don't like the thought of either.

I don't like routines.  I don't like having to do something cuz some one or some thing is making me.  I like going where I want to go when I want to go.  (Definitely a perk of having one kid.  Much easier travel.)

It's not like I've been traveling the country...seeing far away lands...meeting anyone particularly interesting.  But it has been nice getting "out" when I get the itch.  My mom calls it Go-itis.  Maybe your mom calls it that too.  It means, I want to go somewhere...ANYwhere...but I want to go NOW!  (Medically speaking, it translates to inflammation of the Go.  I'm not sure where my Go is...but it often feels plenty inflamed.)

It's been worse since moving to a small town...far from a big variety of stuff to do.  

But I've always been this way.  I blame my entire life up until moving here almost FIVE years ago.

When I was a kid, we moved around plenty.  When I went to college(s), it was even worse.  I averaged a move once every 6 months.  First two years of marriage were the same.  It wasn't till moving here when I finally quit moving.  But that urge to get-outta-here still lingers!  

And so, with school nearing closer and closer, so goes my freedom.

Not to mention my baby.  (Yeah, that is sad.  You should definitely remember to feel sorry for me come August.)

These last few months are my Green Mile.  (Too dramatic?)

The goal is to get out as much as I can, while I can.

Our tour begins here.  

With little girls and rolly-polly bugs.  

So happy.

So carefree.

Never before have sugar & spice ever had so much fun hunting and playing with bugs.

Until...

...This guy showed up.  And it was then, all innocence was lost! 

Dun, dun, DUUUUUN!! 

"Awwww...look at the bug.  That's a gross bug."

Look to the left.  Look to the right.  "Anyone looking?..."

"La, la, la, la..."

"I'm not killing anything.  You don't see me.  I'm just going to keep quietly destroying whatever is under my shoe."

"Heh heh heh heh."

"My work here is done.  Time for play."

To know him, is to love him.

And there you have it.

Next time, we'll explore a rest stop and the shores of the Green River.