That's not my float, but tell me that doesn't look tasty. I dare you.
There's something about living near the lake, seeing the sun reflect off the water between the trees when it's setting, that makes every sunny spring day feel like summer. Tonight we ate in our screened-in porch: turkey burgers, sweet 'tato fries, and for me, a root beer float. Although I only caught a few minutes of the burning sunset, it was enough to incinerate any problems today was giving me. I just need to remember that root beer float + sunset x dinner with Ziggy = happy me. I'm really going to like living here in the summer, I already know it.