Well, the finals are over. No more basketball in my life until about October. I am glad the Spurs went as far as they did...and the hate is leaving my heart. But I still wish the worst for the Lakers. I don't have a desire to change that feeling.
Summer is here and my boy is in camp. He goes by the name of "Ice Dude" in camp. I love it. I am so glad he likes it. Okay, everyone else was right. When he got home yesterday he jumped up and hugged me. He said, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for letting me go to camp!". I will take that as a good thing.
Summer sun to all.