It's 8:45 a.m. and it's already 86 outside. That's hot. No, make that Hot with a capital H. No, make that HOT!!! They're predicting another day of temps over 100 in our area of Michigan. I've never run my central air as much as I have this summer. And summer isn't even half-over yet. Yikes! Global warming is a fact of life now. So, all of you non-eco-friendly folks, stop mowing your lawns, filling your gas tanks, and firing up your gas grills on ozone-action days! (At least wait until the evening when it's a little cooler.) You're making it hotter and causing my mascara to run.
We've been able to keep cool in the pool a lot this summer. (Well, kind of...after we added cold water to it. The pool actually got up to 90 one day and I was sweating in it. Seriously. How can you even sweat in the water?) Sunday was a lazy day of playing in the pool in between time spent doing some household chores and napping. I love those days. The only thing that could have made it better was some take-out for dinner. Oh well...there's always next Sunday.
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| This is the neighbor's dead lawn in the background...not ours. Matt faithfully waters ours so it looks really pretty...and so Sir Cyrus has soft, fluffy grass to walk on. |
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| This is the inflatable target they were using. It's looking pretty sad and no-so-inflated anymore...but they still had fun with it. |
