how it should be

I've been swimming every day for the past three days. My hair is perpetually wet, pulled back in a messy bun, and my swimsuit barely has time to dry before it's put on again. Last night I swam under the stars -- I watched them twinkle, light-years away, as the water cooled me off. It was beautiful.

{actually from Hawaii, shhh...}

I went to a pool party yesterday, and my dinner pretty much consisted solely of potato chips. Afterwards I slept over at my friend's house, where we made (really gooey, mushy) brownies. So when I got home, I had a big bowl of blueberries as compensation. That totally makes up for it, right? But then this afternoon I went swimming again and got Italian ice and split Skittles and Lays with my sisters. Whoops. I was curious to see what sort of face a bird would make if it ate a Sour Skittle, so we dropped one. I saw a grackle grab it in its beak and fly away. I'm still wondering...

{Picnik deserves a little more credit, just sayin'}

Then my dad *had* to go to REI for some reason or another. Luckily, it happens to be right next door to an Anthropologie and a book store. Score! I've come to the conclusion that you can pretty much buy me anything from Anthro for my birthday & I'll be happy. I want to live there. :P

Tonight we went out to eat at our favorite Asian restaurant. I love the fried rice.

Also, I just like strawberries. That's all.

My friend (the same one whose house I slept over at) invited me to spend the Fourth of July with her on a ranch in rural Texas, about two hours away. I'm excited -- for the cows, the fireworks (they're canceled in the city this year because of the drought) and all the pictures I can take. I leave tomorrow around noon (which gives me time to go to the neighborhood parade, hurrah!) and return Tuesday evening.

Until then, have a happy Fourth of July! (Well, if you're American. But have a good day even if you're not.)

-Kendall