Monday, June 4, 2012

Trust me, these are not lemons…

This picture is from last week, when I arrived here in Phoenix. I joked that it was my punishment for not liking snow.

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Some thought I was complaining, but let me assure, I was not. I lived here in the desert for many years, back when I was having my own babies. I don’t mind the heat. I reminded CGMan of that the other day when I told him how hot it was outside. He commented that was easy to say when I was in the comfort of my air conditioned car. First of all, duh. And secondly, I reminded him, I didn’t have to shovel the sunshine to get to my air conditioned car, nor did I have to shovel the sunshine off the driveway to back out with my air conditioned car.

Let me just pause to say, there is no way on God’s green earth I would be shoveling a driveway of snow (read: man’s job), I was merely making a point.

I also reminded him that when it’s hot outside, one can always cool off in a swimming pool. In the winter, where he comes from, the only thing a swimming pool is good for is hockey. So, back to the issue of the heat. Yes, it is hot here, but this week will be cooler. See?

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This is a dry heat. Don’t scoff!  0% chance of rain also means 0% humidity.
Humidity is the difference between lemons and lemonade, my friends.

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Me and Baby K?
We are all about the lemonade, baby!!

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