In which I Overuse Caps Lock and Repeat Myself

Two more days at work and then I AM FREE.

Yes I know, I have to get back to work eventually but for THIRTY days I AM FREE.

THIRTY FREE DAYS.

I imagine you’re wondering if it’s really necessary to use the caps lock this much but I can assure you: IT IS. Same goes for repeating myself.

Very necessary. (because thirty days).

Sunday we’re leaving for Bretagne and I fully intend to capture the surroundings on my Instagram account. Of course I’m also planning to read books (two of them being: Strange the Dreamer & A Gathering of Shadows) and I’m bringing my laptop and notebook for some writing.

But mostly I’m going to relax, ponder ridiculous story ideas and enjoy time with my family

(Read: try not to worry too much about the kids eating/drinking/sleeping enough and make sure they don’t get stung by creepy insects or jelly fish. I’m probably also going to apply gallons of sunscreen on them).

And after the French break, comes the Spanish one.

Because I’m also going to Fuerteventura for a week of reading books, pondering ideas, writing stuff. And to learn how to surf.

Not bringing the kids, just us.

I hope your summer is radiant like mine.

When I think of Summer

Once upon a time, in a practically underwater country, not so very far away, a person named Irene was feeling rather bored.

And wrote a blog post about Summer, because Summer is cool.

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June’s already halfway gone! How did that happen so fast??

The good thing is that it’s almost July and July means GOOD THINGS.

In case you’re wondering what these good things are, behold a list!

  • Summer (for details of my thoughts on things to do in Summer, see below)
  • Summer vacation part 1: Bretagne
  • (a ten day break at a wonderful piece of coast in France with four happy kids and one very handsome man, starting July 31st ).
  • Campnano is coming again!
  • (in which I intend to work on my writing goals like there is no tomorrow (Ha! As you may know I find “tomorrow “ an elusive concept).

These are some of the things that come to mind when I think of summer:

get a tan/eat a coconut/have weekly BBQ’s/swimming&beach/read books/drink champagne/have picknicks in the park/ go to a festival of sorts/ attend a wedding/buy a bikini/write an entry for a YA contest/edit Draft that Must not be Named until it’s worthy of a name/ dabble in contemporary YA because the idea won’t go away/ finally make that Polaroid branch I was supposed to make in May/make my own icecreams/figure out how to make Mango juice.

Ahh Mango Juice.

And she lived happily ever after.

(Back to work).