Confessions of a watermelon addict

Summer has come and gone already and fall has officially begun. I tend to dread the end of summer because I know it means a few things. Not only does it mean that long sunshiny days filled with warmth will be replaced by the bitter cold winds of winter, flip flops and shorts being tucked away for the season, but it also means that watermelon will no longer be in season.-Yep that last one is a big deal for me. Anyone that knows me knows that I absolutely LOVE watermelon. If I could eat one food all day every day it would be watermelon hands down. It's just that good! I remember when I was younger I would ask my parents if I could move my birthday from January to the summer so that I could have watermelon. Now that's probably what you call an addiction, but I guess there could be worse things right. I've been buying watermelons throughout this whole summer and savoring every minute of it. However, the last one I bought was nasty! Seriously I was so dissapointed because I knew it was one of the last ones I would probably buy and I ended up throwing it away because it tasted so bad. This week I went to the grocery store and carefully picked out a nice big watermelon in hopes that I could top of the summer with a good one. Yesterday as I cut it open I was thrilled that it was a nice juicy red one! Tasted fabulous too! Oh happy day! What a great way to end the summer!