We glow, and I have "glowed" like a racehorse the entire week.
Today has been a balmy 93 degrees, and with just a touch of humidity it feels like 102 degrees. You can't beg a breath to save your life.
I was glad it didn't rain, as crazy as that sounds. The mixture of human sweat and rain give me a peculiar scent that I like to refer to as Eau De Blaque Lab.
Slap a duck in my mouth and call me "Princess".
That's okay if you're in the field but it's definitely not okay in the grocery store checkout line.
I was reminded today that it's just the beginning of August by a sadist at the insurance company. It will be at least two months before a cold snap.
I find myself looking forward to Fall and then Winter, whereupon I will do a post about aching joints, and the damnable cold.
Here's a delightful surprise we got in 2010:
NAKED: What you are when you are an innocent newborn, or you have to shuck for the doctor.
ReplyDeleteNEKKID: You ain't wearin' clothes and you are up to no good.
Yeah, during the fall and winter months I try to head down to the coast. The beaches are deserted for the most part and its easier to sit and think.
ReplyDeleteBeach Bum: Ahhhhhhhhhhh, a kindred spirit! That's what beaches are for. Just sit and let the waves take your thoughts far out to sea.
DeleteOk, I was dealing with your weather here a couple of weeks ago. I sympathize. I won't tell you where we're at right now. Too much like rubbing salt into a wound.
ReplyDeleteStill "glowing" here, Sherry! if you don't want refugees on your doorstep, do not talk about temps below 80 degrees!
DeleteI was out of town for work. One evening I walked a couple blocks to a see little concert. By the time I got there I was dripping and had to head back to the hotel.
ReplyDeleteSuthern: It doesn't take long in these temps to have that not-so-fresh feeling. Call me crazy---everyone else does---but having my undies stuck to me ain't my idea of a good time.
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