I was checking the weather online and it's going to be 93 today and 89 tomorrow. And I thought, "Oh that's nice and cool."
*massive eye roll*
I never thought I'd get used to it, but 5 years in and maybe I'll survive. Well, permission requested to b*tch when it gets over 100.
DH is taking the boys to the French film festival today - they're showing "The Red Balloon" and some other movie that I haven't heard of. There's still time to decide if I want to go. I'm torn.
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I hear you. It was 90 today and I didn't start whining until about 8:30pm. :) I was *working* in it too -- but no whining. Damn. I need some cool fog to restore my equilibrium!
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