A mere couple of weekends ago it felt like Spring. I marveled at cherry blossoms and needed a sweater.
Well not anymore! It’s been so danged hot the last couple of days, I’m wilting. I have a tendency to under-hydrate. That is not good, friends. All I can tell you is I’m working on it. And by working on it I mean I’m trying to remember to drink water.
Mister, on the other hand, dealt with the heat a bit differently yesterday: he took a plunge in the pool. Its temperature is a cool 72 degrees, y’all. I’ve never seen anyone swim so fast to get out of water. Word.