El Verano

Hey- maybe I should update. Yes? No? I am. Deal with it.

Well, summer is moving quickly. I've said this before, but I'll say it again just to make it official: summer is my favorite season of the year. There's always so much to look forward to. I love the warmer weather, the smaller amount of clothing I have to wear, 4th of July, swimming, grilling out...the whole works. And I really love that I'm in the environment where I get to enjoy most of this season outside. (Where you all should be).


Oklahoma has proved to be my home-base for most of the summer and I would have to say I've enjoyed this place even more than I thought I would. My first few weeks here were scattered with lots of mullets, braided mullets, funny children, camp, and bbq joint's/casinos/gas stations. And yes, the / indicates that those three things were all located in one place. And by one place, I mean the same building...just separated by a few doors. It was also in these first few weeks that I broke my year(s)-long record of not eating at a McDonald's. To add insult to injury, we realized there was a Subway in our small little town just 5 minutes down the road. We never knew.

Now I type from the comfortable, log-cabin type office at our summer camp in Quapaw. Even as I sit here just thinking about how fast summer has gone by, I can't help but to also realize how good it has been. And as I quietly sit here for a few moments today, I feel gently reminded of how my plans aren't necessarily the ones I need...and from this chair...what I truly want. It's so funny how we come up with these extravagant ideas and thoughts about how things should go only to come out on the other end more thankful that we could've imagined.

So for now, I'll leave this chair and head on over to a cabin and have a chat with some excited campers. And then I'll play Mission Impossible. And maybe Gypsy* will paint my face like an "Indian" again. Who knows.



*Gypsy is the name of one of the girl campers this week. Last night we had Girl's night and she asked if she could paint my face. She told me it was a surprise and that when I looked in the mirror to "think Indian." Oh man.