Holiday weekend hangover, not to be confused by, but similar to, the Grandma hangover, a phrase my husband coined when we lived in Florida and my mom would come to visit. Or, I should say it was a phrase he coined after watching what happened when she left. It involves a full weekend combined with overeating, a little indulging, and lots of activity, relaxing or otherwise. When it’s over, everyone’s a little cranky from too little sleep and too much fun, and a little let down because it’s back to reality. We all felt that way this morning. Memorial Day weekend meant a festive cake, a hometown parade, and of course, three days on the beach. I heard someone say on the radio the other day that the most annoying thing about Memorial Day was people saying, “I can’t believe it’s already Memorial Day.” Well, I’m one of those people. The unofficial start of summer has come and gone and I am puzzled as to where the year went.Little lady enjoyed the parade in the town where my husband and I grew up and where first son was born. It’s one of our yearly traditions that apparently second son did not have a good recollection of, because he insisted on bringing a plastic bag to collect all the candy that he was sure he was going to get. Needless to say, yours truly ended up with the bag and his flag, he wanted both hands free so he could catch the four tootsie rolls that were thrown his way. If you grew up near the shore than you know that Memorial Day is not Memorial Day without the beach. Walking on yesterday, I saw a bumper sticker on a truck that said Salt Water Life. I have no idea if it’s a company logo or t-shirt brand, but I identified with the sentiment, because for me, there is no other place to live, especially in the summer, than by the sea. Lakes just don’t do it for me, either do rivers or swimming pools, though we spend half of our summer at one.So, forget amber waves of grain and mountain tops, just give me the ocean. There is nothing better than sitting on the beach listening to the waves crashing on the shore, the seagulls flying in the air, salt water drying on your skin, the water cleansing your soul. Summer, I’m glad you’re back!The only thing missing this weekend was my sister and her family, sidelined by a nasty virus that struck my little niece. We missed you guys, but the summer is long and this is only the beginning! Happy Monday.