It’s March...

And I’ve already jumped into a swimming pool (and surfaced with almost smurf blue skin)

And I’ve already grilled out with sausages, kebabs, and more

And I’ve already downed way too many Sonic diet strawberry limeades (the largest size please)

And I’ve already slathered aloe all over my body and face because of an epic sunburn

And Ryon and I’ve already raced thoroughbreds down stretches of turf, sending dirt clods flying in every direction

And I’ve already packed and unpacked my suitcase more times than I care to recall

And I’ve already participated in an absurd number of impromptu dance parties - shoes optional

And, speaking of shoes, I’ve already slopped and speckled most of my footwear with mud

And it’s only March.