That would be in fahrenheit folks. Yup, that’s Wisconsin weather. Funny thing, yesterday was the hottest day of the summer. Rosie & I went to pick up the mumster, and all I could think of while the heat enveloped my entire space and the sun totally exposed me, was that I must enjoy every-freakin-UV Ray and drop of sweat because it is going to be snowing before I can say “Gawd I am so hot!” Seriously. And if this season ends the way the last couple of summers have, it’s going to depress me. I L.O.V.E summer.
On another note… I miss having hubby home in the evening. Ok, so this is only the second nite that he’s working, but it is definitely a change. A change in our comfy routine. I think we’ll just be assessing this scenerio through the winter and see what happens by next summer. The good thing is that we have options.
Ok, so is everyone else tuned in for Sarah’s speech? I’m looking forward to it. Onward!
I have a sneaky suspicion that my body is doing one of those “since I got older I just can’t seem to tolerate ____ anymore”, the __blank being tomatoes. Do you realize how devastating that is to me?? I love tomatoes. I eat them like apples. I eat them like popcorn. I’ve had at least one tomato sandwich a day since they’ve started ripening. And through the process of elimination, I do believe they are the culprits of my, umm… GI discomfort. Sucks I tell ya.
Since our kitchen was remodeled, and now the rest of the house, I have been the model 50s housewife. Well, let’s just say that I clean now. More so than I have for the last 10 yrs. Heck, more so than when my daughter was a baby… when I was a stay-at-home mom. When I was still a guilty Catholic. I’m proud of myself. My home is really clean. Except for one little drawer. No, not really a junk drawer as I knew it before. But it’s still my dirty little secret. It’s where I store my coffee bags before I grind the beans. In fact, hubby actually gets peeved when there’s some coffee dust in the corners of the drawer.
