Dog days

  • It’s very, very hot out, and I’m unpresentable.

    When I came home from church, I changed into clothes that were based solely on com­fort — none of your bogus aes­thet­ics like appear­ance or com­pat­i­bil­ity. So I’ve got on a pur­ple and green shirt whose fab­ric is so floppy it almost feels like wear­ing paja­mas, tan shorts with a cat/fishbone pat­tern on them (which would be cute if I didn’t look absolutely awful in shorts) and a pair of salmon orange socks that are the most non-binding foot cov­er­ing I could find. It may just be my imag­i­na­tion, but it seemed to me that on first glance even the dog was sur­prised. “Good grief! You’re not seri­ously going to wear that, are you?? What if some­body sees you???”

    Not that there’s much of a prob­lem with that. The town is as unmov­ing as a post­card pic­ture. If it weren’t for the dry, mechan­i­cal shwa-shwa-ing of the cicadas, I would won­der if time had stopped. When I went out to pick up the paper, the perpetually-outraged Yorkie across the street could only man­age one dispir­ited woof.

    The bank clocks on the way home said 100-degrees, and that’s with­out fig­ur­ing in the heat index. And I’m not going to fig­ure it in, because that’s a recent inven­tion designed to make you feel even worse about extremes of the weather.

    So I decided to cook up a good Spaghetti Bake so that I wouldn’t have to spend too long at the stove (I’ll include the recipe later on if it comes out well). I made up some ice tea from a pun­gent cin­na­mon Russ­ian tea I bought in Alaska. And now it’s time to catch up on the Ortho-blogosphere. Off to see what’s new with Orthodixie and Mimi and a cer­tain Red­head and a god­son and so on and so on. So many dra­mas — will Alana‘s miraculously-working dish­washer con­tinue to work? Will Erica ever blog again? Riveting!

    So good to “see” all of you. Just be glad this is an elec­tronic rela­tion­ship or this out­fit would frighten you.


    Related posts:

    1. What’s wrong with movies these days?
    2. Angry wildlife, part II
    3. Frederica’s weather report
    4. The dog, the band and blogging
    5. The morn­ing after — ahhh.

    August 12th, 2007 | Grace | 2 Comments |

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  • Mimi 08.12.2007

    Ugh! Stay cool. I get quite cranky in the heat.

  • Cather­ine K.

    As hot as it is here, it sounds even hot­ter where you are. While I am always amazed at what I see vis­i­tors to the City County Build­ing wear in this kind of weather (appar­ently it is con­sid­ered a bad thing, by some, to dress to make a good impres­sion when going to court), at home there IS no dress code other than to keep cool.

    Take care of yourself!

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