While Labor Day is not actually the official end of summer (I repeat, LABOR DAY IS NOT THE OFFICIAL END OF SUMMER), it sure can feel like it. I prefer a glass half full approach to this holiday weekend- meaning, buck up, we’ve still got another three weeks of summer (fall begins on September 22nd- also known as Smitty and my father’s birthday). However, if you are a bit more pessimistic and it’s about to be check out time at your summer share house, I understand your desire to go out with a bang.
It was a weird summer, let’s be serious. The weather was the equivalent of most of my decision making- it didn’t know what it wanted to do. Fortunately, we only got blasted with one intolerable heatwave and for the most part there was plenty of sun. While the majority of my friends posted pictures from Ibiza to Istanbul, I sat on the sidelines watching enviously as I scoured the internet looking for a new home in the borough of Brooklyn. That endeavor turned out to be about as successful as transporting a snow cone through the Sahara.
It doesn’t matter if you’re in the half full or half empty camp, Labor Day is now upon us and we must prepare. Sunglasses, swimsuits, and sunscreen, ahoy.