What dreadful hot weather we have! It keeps me in a continual state of inelegance.
~ Jane Austen
It was so hot today the National Weather Service issued a fat-guy-in-tank-top warning.
It's spring fever! That is what the name of it is. And when you've got it, you want - oh, you don't quite know what it is you do want, but it just fairly makes your heart ache, you want it so!
~ Mark Twain
If heat rises, then shouldn't hell be cold?
I haven't talked about it much, but it's been damn weird here in Minnesota.
No snow (nearly so) all winter. Not cold all winter. Now it's been in the 80s.
My poor body doesn't know what to do. I'm hot. Hot. Not that kind of hot (well, maybe the random comment from time to time - I don't take them personally), but hot.
At work I'm BEGGING the cold-hearted and cold-blooded girls to please turn the temps down. Don't they have any heat inside of them?
Sleeping up in the loft is killing me I'm so hot. Pup still wants his bed heater on. I'm exaggerating a little, but not much.
I keep thinking I'm having an endless hot flash, and then I remember. When I was in my 20s and 30s I was hot ALL THE TIME. Could it be I have finally, after months of working with my patient, kind, and puzzled compounding pharmacist, could it be that I've reached a level of balance with my hormones? And this is how I'm supposed to be?
I better figure out what to do with my hair! I'm hot!
What's it like where y'all are?