Herself: We both agreed that "Time Travelers Wife" was a well done movie.
Life: The heat has taken over the city and everyone's lives. Taking book with me to meeting tonight, but not going to the non-AC'd cubby meeting tomorrow. Ditto Tuesday and Thursday. I will exercise at dawn Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday. If it is still roasting out there, I may cool off in the pool this Friday too. Lazy be me in the heat this week. I'm thinking cool at 90 when everyone else has it worse than we do. Breakfast is toast, the last toast for a while. Today pancakes out, thick mayo on the lunch sandwich, and ribs with potatoe salad at Phils BBQ tonight. We diet tomorrow.
Reading: The next Peter Bowen Gabriel du Pre mystery. I do really recommend these. My eyes are tired.
Balance: Air Conditioners. No, I'm not taking myself too seriously.
Perhaps the heat magnifies the twinge here or the stuck tendon there. You toss and turn again only to discover it's now two o'clock, or three. One of you get's up to go to the bathroom and notices that the night is cooler at last. Later still, someone pulls up the sheet.
We watch the fog moving onshore at night, and we cheer. We act surprised when the world outside the windows is a wall of grey at dawn. In the wetness, we dance on the dampened grass outside our door.
By nine in the morning, we are all huddled miserably next to the fan once again. By ten we are immovable. Imagine the fire fighters in their Nomex layers working in 100 plus degrees.