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Summer is here!
Officially!
It started off with a whimper, a surly grey sort of day, but that doesn't really matter because I don't believe at all that June 21st is actually the first day of summer, just as I point-blank refuse to accept that December 21st is the first day of winter. Winter starts at the beginning of December - unless you're in London (haha) - and summer begins at the beginning of June, and that's all there is to it.
Of course, New York emptied out nearly a month ago, on Memorial Day weekend, when everyone took off for their beach houses in the Hamptons and Martha's Vineyard. This city is a ghost town now, with only those who have to work schlepping the streets like sweaty, over-heated, frizzy-haired zombies. Sadly, I'm part of the zombie tribe, not quite being at the stage of my life where beach houses in the Hamptons are a thing for me (that is to say, my husband not being at that stage of his life...this is what you get for marrying within your own generation). It's not all bad though. We get weekends! And once the house is tidied and the laundry is done and the gym-going has been avoided, they're all mine baby, stretching out long and enticingly in front of me, with so many amazing options...
...many, many amazing options...
...still thinking...
Sarcasm present but unnecessary. This city does actually offer many cool things to do to make the most of summer. I'm always on the lookout for more, reading magazines and blogs and asking native New Yorkers, on the odd occasion when I meet someone who's actually from here. It's a hit and miss approach. Last time I asked someone, they got a dubious look on their face, and it was all I could do to convince them not to say 'leave'. I ended up giving them a few ideas, based on the great weekend I'd just had - which will be shared with you next time, because lets face it, judging by the reaction of New Yorkers to my 'staycation', it may well be the only awesome thing I do all summer, and I'd hate to use it up the day after this bogus first day of summer.
Sweaty hugs to you all!!!

The East River and Williamsburg Bridge from my balcony...not all bad, see?