If you follow me in any other capacity on the Web (FB, Google+, Twitter), you have likely heard that I’m maintaining a 4-0 in my class. Because I’ve been gleefully announcing it everywhere.

It’s a little bit of a big deal to me. It’s encouraging–like maybe I’d really rawk a law degree. But, unlike the Seattle weather this summer, which is not encouraging, not rawkin’ and not at all summery.

In fact, I’m officially declaring as a Fremont resident and on behalf of the entire city: summer skipped Seattle 2011.

Is there really any saving it now??

In a small way, I feel like I’ve given up hope for any semblance of warm, cheery summery weather. The kind where one can have a picnic and make out under breezes that feel great on a hot summer day. The kind where no down vest or jacket is required. Where falling in love is easy and unlimited. Instead, I have settled into waiting for the arrival of the wonderful foggy, dark mornings of fall. Has hibernating begun? Where’s my down vest?

(It’s hanging here on the back of my chair, waiting for me to walk out the door, of course. No brainer!)