until the heat melts the heal of your shoe off. Or you lay flagstone in Arizona on the record breaking, hottest 115 degree day of the year and almost pass out.
Yep. In Arizona we have 3 seasons. "Hot" = springish, "Of course, because I just washed my car"= late summer/monsoon/fallish and "Are you kidding me?"= the rest of the year.
I forgot how hot 115 degrees feels. It's not pleasant. Especially when your fountain soft drink gets warm after 10 minutes in the shade. That's just messed up. Wanna know what 115 feels like? Go turn on your oven to 115 degrees, stick your arm in it for three months and while you're at it, turn on your A/C with a setting of a frigid 82 degrees (because 82 degrees feels "nippy" compared to 115), then gasp in horror when you open your preposterous electric bill that is as much as a car payment.....if you're lucky. That's what it feels like. Or blast about five hairdryers on high in your direction. That's 115 degrees with a "breeze" like we had today.......in the shade.
I know it's cliche, but honestly, after it hits 110, it's all the same. Eh. What's five degrees more? That's what the neighbor's pool is for anyways.
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Yeah, the girls want Lauren to come swim, and I could use some adult conversation (and a fountain drink) so let's set up a family swim date. Call me.
Why do we live here? Why?
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