Back sleeping on the sofas again last night. It was 28 freakin' degrees on the main floor at 10:45 last night. We could have roasted chickens upstairs in the bedrooms (Charlie???)...

The heat wave is expected to last all this week, with nominal drops in temperature. Lying on the sofa at night, trying desperately to sleep, we can hear our lawn pleading for just a day or two of rain.

That's right, our lawn is as whiney as we are...

Hey!

Oh brother. Forgot what I wanted to mention. What's up with that??

What was I just talking about??

Oh yeah, hot hot heat. Let me just set the record straight - I have absolutely nothing against good weather in the summertime. Mark my words, set your clocks - I will be griping about the cold weather when it hits here, this winter.

For that matter, I may gripe about the milder weather in the fall. I may get up on a soapbox over the colour of leaves - I just can't say for certain what will set me off. I'm like the Ed Asner of bloggers. Watch out - I'm Simon Cowell critiquing weather patterns!!

(As usual, delusions of grandeur...)

Better run. I need to drop some fresh ice cubes down my pants...

Chow for now!!