It's
incredibly hot in my house, and the only thing that's saving me from boiling alive is the fact that my fan is running on full blast and both my windows are open. It's midnight, and even though it's cooled down substantially outside, the walls of the house retain heat like no other.
I shouldn't complain, though, because I prefer this heat to the wussy, luke-warm weather we've been experiencing lately. If there is any local evidence for global warming, I'd think it would be the ridiculous winds and rain that we had as recently as last week. Honestly, do I live in California or don't I? Sunshine, please, any day!
I went for a run this morning with my dad and basically got my butt handed to me by my old man (who is turning fifty and can still literally outstrip me with minimal effort). I have a long way to go. To be fair, though, it was hot as hell outside and the hills we were running were ridiculous.
Yummmm. Pie is delicious, especially when it comes from Marie Calendar's. Pie digests happily as I sit in bed and update and consider reading or sleeping. The computer is too hot to keep on my lap. Too hot, I say!
[Carol, you demanding thing, I wrote this because of YOU.]
