Friday, September 3, 2010

2 Posts in 2 Days? tha' HELL?

Well ... it's Friday. Can I get a "Woot Woot!"?

It is still as hot as I imagine Hell to be ... though I'm somewhat hopeful Hell has a "dry heat" rather than this humidity. OY! It's like drinking your oxygen. I'm so tired of being covered in a perpetual film of bodily fluid, I could cry ... wait ... I mean ... stand still, while water escapes my body from every orifice (and then some) that I have... wait ... already doing that. *sigh* Forget it.

We don't have a/c in the house ... well, let me clarify: My mother has an a/c unit in her sitting room - so I am PAYING for a/c, I just don't get to benefit from it in any way shape or form. Nor do her close neighbors in the upstairs portion of my house ... you know - my kids? They have difficulty sleeping when it is really hot like it has been this past several days. But Mom keeps her door closed until she goes to bed and then uses my fan to blow the cold air from her sitting room into her bedroom. 

I'm being petty, aren't I? If I wanted a/c so bad, I should have simply bought a unit for the kids' room - right?

I suppose it's not as bad as the night I walked by her sitting room to note the a/c unit on full tilt, but her sitting under a blanket in front of it. I think something snapped inside my head that day.

I have digressed ... again.

So - this weekend promises to be ... er ... wet. Great. More wetness. The heat wave is supposed to go with the ass end of hurricane Earl, though - which means I may actually be able to clean my house properly without drowning myself in my own sweat. Don't laugh ... I'm fairly certain this is a real and present danger to my health. My kiddles are still struggling with the routine of school ... well, it has only been two mornings, after all. 

I am having difficulty too. I haven't done the "flipping of the wardrobes" as yet due to the heat ... and they've got most of their summer stuff either ruined or they've grown out of it. So, dressing the little nippers has been a pleasure, let me tell ya. My youngest grew an inch and three quarters since April ... that is a big jump.

Last weekend, we had that yard sale I've been threatening all summer. It cleared out a surprising amount of crap from the basement. I guess I'll use the fact that we are no longer going away as an excuse to finish cleaning up the basement and get the girls' clothes in order for the school year.

I guess that is the extent of my babbling today. I'll leave you with a sage passage from my email account this morning: (Happy Friday!)

A real man is a woman's best friend. 
He will never stand her up and never let her down. He will reassure her when she feels insecure and comfort her after a bad day. He will inspire her to do things she never thought she could do; to live without fear and forget regret. He will enable her to express her deepest emotions and give in to her most intimate desires. He will make sure she always feels as though she's the most beautiful woman in the room and will enable her to be her most confident, sexy, seductive, and invincible self.

 No wait... sorry... I'm thinking of liquor. It's liquor that is a woman's best friend.

1 comment:

Amethyst Anne said...

Woot woot!!!
Tha' Hell is right!!How is it that the Maritimes can have the monopoly on the heat this year. I would gladly trade you some AC for some heat. But not at the same time.
Ok, my two cents- if you are paying the electricity, and there is AC somewhere accessible to your girls- then by all means those two little hot munchins should be curled up on an airmattress in Gramma's sitting room. The other solution is to cut a 'grate' in the floor of the girls room and put a fan on it sucking the ac upwards.
A- Ha- I too received the same email this week. The only thing I would add, is sharing a glass of said raspberry topped vodka with a good friend.
Stay dry! Stay Safe!