A while back, my first Matter of Concern was that people thought I named my baby after a vampire (just in case you missed that post, I didn't). And today, I have a new gripe with the world.
I went to buy baby boy some bubbles the other day, but when I went into my local drugstore looking for the 'summer toys' aisle, I found that it had been replaced with binders, notebooks and bookbags. A few days later, I went to get some flowers from Michael's for my mantel makeover, but instead found pumpkins and burnt orange flower arrangements. Then the Pottery Barn Kids magazine came yesterday, asking my to buy a monogrammed lunchbox. And of course there is the annoyance of shopping for a new sundress, only to find stores have one rack of summer clothes on clearance and sweaters up on display.
People, why must we have Back to School in July, Thanksgiving in August, Christmas in October and St. Patty's Day in December? Think of all the wonderful moments that are missed because we are all in such a hurry. I happen to really enjoy life, every day, and I don't want time to pass any quicker than it already seems to. So please world, put the bubbles back on the shelf and let us enjoy the thrills of summer.