Due to the horrible schedule gods, I only have one day off a week. This month, it falls on a Monday, and while it didn't go as planned, I'm not complaining about the way it all transpired. I fell asleep around midnight last night and woke up around 10:45 this morning. This meant that while I was actually rested for the first time in a week, I was also not going to make it to the free yoga class in Schenley Park that I was looking forward to all weekend. I took this free time to make a solid breakfast, and then I headed over to Flagstaff hill to get a little color (I've been steadily losing my tan over the past few weeks that I've been stuck inside the Museum) and to spend some quality time with the July 2010 issue of Vogue.
The magazine was a total impulse purchase, but the Ewan McGregor and Natalia Vodianova shoot made it a valid buy.
The first day of summer wouldn't be complete without some ripe strawberries and frozen yogurt, drizzled with chocolate sauce and topped with a dollop of Cool Whip. That's right - I sometimes buy this high fructose-laden stuff. I can't help it. It tastes like crack in the very best way.
As much as I'd like to enjoy today's long hours of sunlight, I've got a hot date with ABC and The Bachelorette at 8.
How did you spend the first day of summer?