The "Summer Finally Showed Up" Dance Party

I don't remember the last time we had July Gloom for as long as we did. I do remember it raining in June a few years ago. But July? What was that about? I'm just thankful that the sun finally gave up on that stupid GPS, got a proper Thomas Guide and found its way back to Southern California. Yeah, it's hot now . . . and I love it! I was in a 4/3 on Monday. Today, I was in a 3/2 which I ended up only half wearing because I got overheated. I like my summers the way I like my men—hot and bothered. (Cue rimshot!)

I was stalked by a rather large jellyfish during today's session. No matter what I did, I could not get away from that thing. I'd paddle away only to find it right next to me a few seconds later. I'd take a wave and paddle back out to a different position in the lineup. Guess who would swim back over to find me? I know the sting won't kill me. I've been stung before. Still, I'd rather not repeat that experience if I can in any way avoid it.

It's summer. Finally!!