Tuesday, June 29, 2010

Ten Summer Memories from Growing Up...

There are just some things that do more than just remind me of summer...they MEAN summer to me. Here is my list of "ten" that mean summer to me:

1. Summer vacations....usually camping (for DAYS) and poofy hair.


2. Gardening. We always planted a garden. Beans, Peas, Corn, Potatoes, Radishes....there is NOTHING like fresh veggies from the garden.

3. The smell of alfalfa. Can you smell it? Ah...it reminds me of home and summer....and it's even better when it's raining.

4. Birthdays. My birthday is during the summer. In July, to be exact. That means birthday parties at family reunions or at the park. (do you like the hair and jumpsuit?)

5. Summer jobs. My summer job was cleaning buses with my Dad. Now, before you go, "ew", it was the dream job for a teenager for summer. 7am - noon. Then play, play, play. The best part was doing it with my Dad. (he is still the best bus mopper I know of. AND - he let me take as many Mountain Dew breaks as I wanted.)

6. Fish. We went fishing during the summer. I can still remember looking forward to my mom frying up the trout. In butter. Mmmmmm....

7. Open windows. We had no air conditioning (say what?), so all windows were open at night. To smell the alfalfa, of course. And to hear the sprinklers in the fields.

8. Allergies. From the alfalfa.

9. Sheep. Oh, yes. I did sheep 4-H. And hated it. How could I with that cool shirt and belt?


10. Peas and Potatoes. My mom is the bomb at making peas and red potatoes from scratch. All from the garden and so delicious.

7 comments:

Sarah said...

I'm not sure I know another bus mopper but I bet your dad is #1. :) What a great post. Summer memories are the best. Something magical about this time of year and childhood...and your hair. :)

Taranani said...

But, you got a blue ribbon, Tricia... sheep should be your favorite! Sheep was a family tradition for us (my grandpa was a sheep rancher in so. Utah) all my siblings did it, and I was so excited for my first fair... then one of my sheep got spooked as I was showing him (i was nervous for that anyway) and ran off and a bunch of men had to chase it down... I was mortified. I still got a blue ribbon for both my sheep, but never would do it again, thus ended the Esplin family sheep tradition... oh, thanks for writing this, and bringing back memories of my own. When I am off bed rest, and can sit at a desk, I think I'll steal your idea and write a similar blog entry! Happy summertime days to you!

Mom and Dad said...

Great memories, love your hair,can't wait to get home and smell the hay and listen to the sprinklers and visit with the neighbors.Hope their is some new potatoes in the garden and some peas and fried chicken. Love to all.

Love Grandpa and Grandma

Michelle said...

I still hate sheep. I will never forget the smell of them - especially when they were wet from getting them ready for the fair. Eeewwww!!!!

Paula and Ray said...

I love the hair!! for all of us!! We are still in the 4H sheep business. Ashlee has 2 this year...they are keeping her busy. I too loved the bus job...until it came time to wash all those windows, yes, inside and out!! Miss you!! Have a great birthday tomorrow!!!

Soccer Mom said...

Those are AWESOME! That was the best summer job ever! I hated washing the outside and finding the "catfaces" hiding in the window seals!!!! Thanks for the laugh this morning! Miss you, Love you!

McGuire's said...

Your hair and clothes are Awesome!!! Hawaii sounds wonderful!