tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23529274.post3276989040315469480..comments2023-06-22T03:36:23.556-04:00Comments on Pr3++yG33kyTh1ng: Garrickhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17923202158010674606noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23529274.post-19450232021026043712007-07-03T12:33:00.000-04:002007-07-03T12:33:00.000-04:00I grew up spending entire summers with my grandpar...I grew up spending entire summers with my grandparents in New York, swimming in the pool and running around in a swimsuit during the hot, muggy, rainy days.<BR/><BR/>We didn't do much shopping in conventional stores (we went to a deli for deli meats, a butcher for dinner meats, a green grocer for fruits and vegetables), so I never really got the whole "back to school supplies showing up" thing as a trigger for "summer is over."<BR/><BR/>Instead, my trigger was "aw man, we're getting on a plane tomorrow" because that meant school started in a week or two =(tesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05778330357864185448noreply@blogger.com