Today I went rollerblading and jogging. It was very hot. I went to Planet Smoothie too. :-) I use to go there all the time. I remember on my birthday this past year I went Alex, Carla and Lisa. I still have the note they wrote me in my car. Actually, it was from my senior year. Boy does time fly by. Anyways... thats a good place to get a smoothie. I didn't really pay attention much to the beach today because it was so hot. I should have though. Oh well. When I was little summer meant mangoes. The interesting looking red yellow orangeish colored fruit that grandma would bring home from Aunt Rose's house. The inside is orange. My grandma would bring mangoes and mangoes and more mangoes home. She would sit me on the floor or the the table. She would open a brown paper bag up and cut the mango in pieces for me. She would take my shirt off or stuff a towel into my collar hanging out like a bib. I would then eat up. The juices would run down my face. My fingers would get all messy. I enjoyed every bit of it! She would eat hers in a little tin pan. When I was done I'd sit right there. She would throw the things away in the garbage outside. She'd wash my hands and face all up. The mangoes usually left little stains on the sides of my mouth though. :-) Tonight I ate a mango. It was nice and sweet. It was yummy. She brought it to me. I'll never forget my grandma, mangoes, and the brown paper bags.