Sweltering

That is the word of the day, folks. At least for me. If you live in, say, Nunavut, then your word is likely "cold".

I'm not sure I like these very hot summer days. I drank probably 5 litres of water today, trying to replenish what was leaking out of my pores. I've heard a quote that claims that women don't sweat, they glisten. I am here to tell you that is a LIE.

Oh, we sweat. We sweat HUGE.

At least, I do.

I broke out my trusty bandanna today! I wear one in the barn in the summertime, just to stop the torrent of salty wetness from running into my eyeballs. That stings, you know. So now I look like an Aunt Jemima wannabe (at least, Aunt Jemima before the nay-sayers made her take off her righteous bandanna.... with that red bandanna, she was a babe. Now she's just some lady on a syrup bottle.) Only, mine is pink.

How did you spend your hottest day of the year so far? I worked, then came home, and worked some more! I did all my chores that I usually save for weekends, because I'm going to a birthday party tomorrow, and I didn't want to wash my floor or anything on Sunday. Tyler mowed the lawn, so instead of sitting around being all lonely and such I did my dishes, vacuumed and washed my floors, cleaned my bathroom, and put away all my clothes! Plus I moved the bed and vacuumed under it. HUGE dust bunnies under there. Wow.

Then I had a shower, ate a yummy barbecued dinner, and watched TV for a while. Tyler put in the movie "DOOM", which I think is scary, so that is why I'm in here writing a blog instead of sitting in the living room.

Oh, by the way, don't ever wear a skirt outside on a windy day if you live on a busy highway. I totally had a "Marilyn Monroe" moment.... and I wasn't nearly quite so happy and flirtatious about it. It was more like a AHCK NO HOLY @&$#!!!! reaction.