It's Like a Sauna Around Here

Okay, folks, in the middle of winter, when the sidewalks are covered with ice and wind threatens to blow the house down, I close my eyes and dream of warm weather and of jumping in the lake, shown above.


On those blustery days, when cabin fever strikes with a vengeance, dreams also focus on  summer.  Flowers, sunshine, and a more casual schedule warm up my freezing body.


Finally, after what seemed like an eternity , winter ended. I swore to myself not one complaint would be uttered about any discomfort summer might bring.  Up until now, I kept my word.


Today, I'm breaking it.  Just like that song in the musical "Kiss Me Kate,"  all I can sing is "It's too damned hot."  YEAH.  It's like a sauna around here.


I cannot  breathe. The air is as sticky as molasses.  I feel like I just came out of a bathtub filled with maple syrup.

Fans just whirl around the hot air. Air conditioners suck up money that I don't have.


My clothes stick to me and sweat runs down my forehead, neck, arms, legs, and torso.

Hot weather makes me feel miserable. And crabby. I want to bite peoples' heads off. (My poor hubs. He has to live with me.)


I HATE HUMID WEATHER.


There. I said it. It's off my chest.  Thanks for listening.


On the plus side, after getting some things done this morning, I drove over to my niece's house and this is where I spent two glorious hours.

  That made me feel not just grateful, but GRATEFUL.

WHAT IS YOUR FAVORITE SEASON?