Tuesday, August 30, 2011

118 degrees? Who Cares?

Everybody.  This isn't anything new.  Why is everyone freaking out?  I will have you know that I was 7 months pregnant during the summer of 1989 and there was a gigantic heat stretch of 115 plus days that went on foreeeeeever.  Google it.

 This is why we have pools, remember?  And air conditioning?  And SRP?  And popsicles?
This will pass.  And in November, and December, and January, and February, and March, and April, and half of May, when the rest of the country are huddled by their heaters and crying real tears of anguish, we will all be living outside in perfect weather in our flip-flops.  And feeling very superior.
And if this picture isn't one of my favorite ever pics of 3 and 4, I don't know what is.  Because 4 is thinking, and 3 is encouraging.  Because that is who they are.  4 thinks.  3 encourages.  That's my girls.
Now can everyone just load up on lemonberry slush during happy hour and dream about November with me?  Thank you.

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