You know its summer in Toronto when:
~Your will do any kind of indoor work evaporates
~The Catholic Girl kilts come out in full force sans knee length stockings
~Your entire day at work consists of plotting, scheming and four conference calls with your work gals, to contrive a way for the three of you to ‘innocently’ leave early, to go shopping!
~You eat your first hot dog with fried onions.
~You break out the razor and give your legs the satiny finish they deserve….they are so soft you slip hand down every now and then to ‘cop a feel.’
~You buy shorts in anticipation of the upcoming parties
~Your condo turns on the air-conditioning after an emergency meeting with the board of directors
~All the local grocery flyers break out their 6 page spread of the latest and greatest fare for the BBQ
~You realize its time to give naked girl at the gym some competition
~You begin to dream of salsa boat cruises
~You receive flyers for hot sweaty soca fetes, and you don’t think to yourself…..maybe another time….instead you mentally assess your closet for that perfect skimpy outfit, you know you can’t wear anywhere else
~Your secretly praying for a TTC strike that will go on for a couple of weeks!