IT'S LABOR DAY ~ SUMMER IS OFFICIALLY OVER ~ MEMORIES OF SUMMER 2010

I am writing this from Boston where I have spent two days moving the now sophomore into her dorm. The summer is officially over and all we have are memories. But it was a good summer, though there were so many things left to do. Books to read, people to have over, and maybe, maybe another stab at the beach. But these are some of the highlights of Summer 2010.

IT’S LABOR DAY ~ SUMMER IS OFFICIALLY OVER ~ MEMORIES OF SUMMER 2010

Sep 6, 2010•by tracey •Comments

I am writing this from Boston where I have spent two days moving the now sophomore into her dorm.

The summer is officially over and all we have are memories. But it was a good summer, though there were so many things left to do. Books to read, people to have over, and maybe,maybe another stab at the beach. But these are some of the highlights of Summer 2010.

There is no question the song of this summer was Katy Perry’s California Girls. If you have a radio, a kid or both there is no way you have not heard this song 8000 times. And then for some reason Fred DeVito at Exhale decided it would be great on his playlist. Every time I hear it it will yell Summer 2010. Once I stop being sick of it I’m sure it will enter the land of nostalgia. The worst is when I wake up at three and I start hearing it over and over in my head.

SONG OF THE SUMMER

I will miss driving even though California Girls is playing nine songs out of ten.

Greatest Rediscovery of the summer - Tennis! Lucy took it up. I picked up a racket for the first time in twenty years and fell in love with it. Now we have to find somewhere to play in the city. But 2010 was the summer of tennis for Lucy and me.

Hot Dog eaing contest Joey Chestnut wins again. It never gets old.

The food of EVERY summer, sorry fancy dishes, Round Swamp Bean and Cheese Dip. A glass of rose, a bowl of this and some friends in the garden it doesn't get much better or any summerier.

Party of the summer for the hors d'ouvres if nothing else; but add the view, the dinner, the people and it was one of those nights when the Hamptons was the "Hamptons" Prisicilla Rattazzi and Chris Whittle's party in honor of her new book was my favorite big party of the summer.

Jim Salter and Kaye Eldredge at the Whittle/Rattazzi's - year round friends we see more of in the summer.

View of Georgica Pond from Whittle/Ratazzi house

Ice Coffee of the summer Jack's in Amagansett

Summer game. At the beginning of the summer I was driving one day and Lucy suddenly yelled “punch buggy no punch backs” and hit me. It was like she had come down with Tourettes or something. She kept it up for a few days and it became hard to ignore. I asked her what on earth she was doing. She said the first person who sees a VW Bug yells it out “Punch buggy no punch backs” and hits the other person and then they can’t hit you back. Really? Lucky this isn’t the 60’s I’d be black and blue. So I asked Glenn that night if she played it with him. He said “Is that when she yells in the car and slugs you?” I said “That’s it.” She didn’t really slug, but she gave a small punch. I finally decided if you can’t beat em punch em; so I started playing too. Kind of like the tennis only it was self defense. I changed the rules a bit; no punching the other person, you could yell out and slap the dashboard AND we had to add Mini Coopers as there were not enough Bugs to make it really competitive. Once Taylor joined in the game she added Smart Cars and it got really cut throat. You would see the three of us driving around town, yelling and punching the dashboard and arguing about who saw it first. It became a group obsession, to the point that today it Boston Taylor and I would find ourselves walking down the street and suddenly yell “Punch Cooper no punch backs” I have been known to play alone in the car for practice. Sometimes we text each other “Punch yellow buggy” This was totally the summer of Punch Coopers, Buggies and Smart Cars No Punch Backs.