ou know summer has arrived when you start getting a sandal strap tan lines. I did a bunch of gardening with these sandals on, so I had a nice dirt layer "tan-line" but then when I took a shower to wash off the dirt, the lines didn't go away. Officially summer! We've been barbecuing and gardening and farmers market-ing like summertime pros. Summer always throws me for a loop. I'm so used to bracing for cold when I leave a building, and now when I go outside it's perfectly warm and pleasant. Now I have to brace for going into buildings with overly ambitious air-conditioning. I think I prefer that kind of bracing though. Washingtonians are notorious for complaining about the weather regardless of what it is: rain, snow, sun. They can find a reason to hate it. Nine months of complaining about grey and rain and then the first week of hot summer weather and we're all, "Waaah! It's hooootttt." I went to Target the other day to buy a fan and the entire shelf of box fans was empty. I'm pretty sure Washingtonians forget that summer exists every year.