The dog days of summer are officially here. We've had highs shaking hands with 100 degrees nearly every day. Hot for Northwest Arkansas, hot for anywhere! Our daughters and their families brave Dallas and San Antonio heat so they are used to living in an oven...that's not to say you ever get used to it. Wet down to your underwear is on my list of "Things I Hate." In fact, it's near the top of the list. I can't tell you how much it irks me to take my shower, get all gussied up for the day...then a simple trip to the mailbox results in me melting into a pool of stinkiness. It just gets me in the worst mood and not a thing I can do. Well, except gripe. Whoever I talk to, the first words out of my mouth are, "This weather is killing me!" Or, "I can't wait until Winter." When you get older the months fly by. Spring was just a blink ago, summer is nearly over, gone in a puff of smoke. In fact Winter wasn't that long ago...when I was sitting inside waiting for warmer days to finally arrive.
Now what was it I didn't like about Winter???