I just last night finished (at least for now) the big project I've been working on.
I've been lurking around my favorite blogs, keeping up on you guys, though I haven't left many comments. But I have to say that I'm amazed that, in spite of my lack of communication, you've been checking in. (I see the Traffic Feed, at the bottom.)
Thank you, faithful friends :0)
Since you appear to be interested, this is what we've been doing:
Too hot to bounce.
Too hot to sleep.
I look in the boys' laundry basket and I see:
* swimsuits (what they wear in the day)
* towels (duh)
* underwear (what they've been wearing at night)
And that's about it. Hardly any clothes. Haven't seen any socks for days.
We may not have air conditioning, but we have box fans. *eyes roll* Yes, there's nothing quite like sleeping with two fans going full blast. The constant roar reminds me of old WW2 movies. I think I've been dreaming about B-17 Bombers.
Or didgeridoos. They sound oddly similar.
In other news, the reference to %^&*( Watershed Nazis, in an earlier post, was due to a phone call we received last week. Everyone on city water got a recorded message from the mayor, explaining that the heat was causing an algae bloom in the lake. The algae was clogging the filters at the water treatment plant, therefore they were asking all of us to stop watering lawns and ornamental gardens. (Watering vegetable gardens was okay.)
Fine. I'm good, so far. We hardly water our lawn anyway. Why? Brown and dormant is fine with me. If you water it, then it grows and you have to mow it more often!
But the mayor went on, in his pompous, self-righteous, weasely, liberal whine to add that he had set up an anonymous tip line, so we could all rat out our neighbors, who would then be fined and threatened with having their water shut off.
If I wasn't hot already, I was then!
Good grief, what kind of a community does that fool want to produce? Hasn't he learned any history? I wonder how he'd like living in WW2 Holland, or Denmark, under the Nazi Occupation? Or in Communist China? One neighbor "informs" on another, and people disappear, never to be seen again.
I know, I know, I'm exaggerating.
But not much.
Of course we cooperated with the watering restrictions. We're good citizens. But I can promise you that if I happened to notice any dampness in my neighbor's lawns or flower beds, the mayor would be the last person I'd tell.