And They're Off!
It was in the 90's.
Humid as heck.
In fact, it was just like it's been EVERY DAY FOR THE PAST 6 WEEKS.
But that's okay, nothing a little clever planning can't handle. We visited the blessedly air-conditioned library and picked up the entire first season of I Love Lucy on DVD (educational, right? History?) . Then we used the summer reading program coupons to forage a free meal from the not-air-conditioned-enough pizza place nearby. Finally, in desperation, we escaped the unremitting sun by taking refuge under our town's splash pool fountains.
Lather. Rinse. Repeat. We've been doing this sort of thing all summer. It's getting old. I mean, I'm bored just reading that. Do you folks come by just to be reminded how exciting your lives are compared to mine?
And now? Sandwiches made, towels packed, kids abed...we're all set for our belated day trip to the beach tomorrow. This involves our riding 3 hours in the car each way, with Susie talking the entire time. Pray for us. Theo is coming also, so we might even be able to lug all the requisite beach-going paraphernalia from the parking lot to the sand before it's time to turn around and come home.
Knitting at the beach? Discuss. Too sandy? Windy? Maybe I should keep an eye on the children instead?