Friends, here in New England we are caught in the grip of an oppressive and lifestyle altering heat wave.
While some amongst you might be acclimated to or even desirous of living where it is jungle hot day after day, yours truly is not so inclined.
Momma has declared it "too hot to blog or even read blogs" as in between short excursions outdoors, she is primarily confined to her comfy chair, blurring the pages of her latest book with her sweaty palms.
We have, however, been making daily treks to the cement pond. On July 4th, my sissy-in-law came over and brought with her a strange little creature which I am told is my nephew. I found him entirely uninteresting as he was capable only of jerking his sausage like limbs and making primal vocalizations.
I confess that by last night, the relentless heat had even robbed me of some of my labraspirit. On our trip to the pool, I was quite content to rest myself in the cooling waters and forgo any actual swimming.
Tomorrow promises to be "only" in the eighties and should we survive the night, I am optimistic about the chances of having a productive day.