when he sang, "It's too darned hot."
He wasn't crooning of matters meteorological, of course, but weather wise, his words are pretty apt. We've just had a four or five day hot spell, and yesterday there was a hot weather advisory, in which the government officially informs its citizens it is hot outside.
I have to tell you something, Reader dear: I am not a nice person in hot weather. In fact, I become downright cranky. And my hair becomes voluminous, which makes me a mean and frizzy-headed girl. I'm not proud of it, but those are the facts.
Today, most happily, while it is still on the warm side, is entirely without the humidity factor. Hoorah! I have been restored to myself, able to do more than brush my teeth without falling prostrate before the oscillating fan. I slept late this morning (bliss!) and woke full of ambition and the vigour to carry it out. Never have I been so happy to do laundry, clean the bathroom, do floors, and cook the books. I'm even cleaning my brushes. I am in homekeeping heaven!
It's De-Lovely.
Writer Dear, I'm not so nice in hot weather either. And being 153 years older than you, and a lot souther than you, I'm glad that we 'round here also have someone to tell us it's hot (however else would we manage?). Thank you for a blog that is not only great to read... it also makes me feel cool when I look at it... ahhh....
ReplyDeleteHaha Nancy! 153 years,eh? No small exaggeration, that.
ReplyDeleteI'm pretty sure my background used to be water, in keeping with the lighthouse theme. I noticed after the recent technical debacle that it was looking rather more wintry, but as it's been so hot, I've left it to be a place of cool respite.