You know, I never seem to notice June going by. It’s probably the best month of the year. It’s finally nice out (okay, so that’s yet to be the case this year), it’s not too hot, you have the longest days of the whole year, it’s just a great month. My birthday is also smack in the middle of June, which always helps. June is a great month for school kids–they finally get out. It’s an all around great month.

It just always feels like I don’t realize it’s June until it’s July. I noticed that today is June 8th. That’s eight days into June. That’s more than a week. And I hardly noticed. It’s kind of depressing. I’m hoping the next 22 days left in June don’t go by as quickly. You only get one June a year. I’d like to enjoy mine.