ok, it's hot.
so hot, i can think of nothing better than sitting in front of a fan eating a popsicle.
by the time i drive 15 miles home from the store, all the popsicles are belted. i meant to get some of those cheapo plastic tubes of liquid you freeze to make po' kids popsicles. i forgot.
so i am making poor kids slurpees by sticking cups of kool-aid or soda in the freezer.
the only thing worse than it being this hot, would be if i were wearing layers of petticoats and pantaloons and a big ass hoop skirt.
for once, i don't envy laura ingalls wilder.