Thursday, July 05, 2007

Cowabunga Dude!


I hate July.

Every year, its the same damned thing.

I try to make myself buck up by reminding myself that at least we don't live in the freaking San Joaquin Valley anymore like my unfortunate daughter and her family.

"At least it's a dry heat," is no consolation either.

I hate being hot.

Grumble, grumble. (Graphic shamelessly stolen from the OC Register via the internet. So sue me.)

4 comments:

Su Bee said...

I SO SO SO agree!!! If we could wipe July and August off the calendar I'd be a happy girl. Be glad you don't live in Ukiah - my DD says we live down the hall from Hell. Ft. Bragg had a HIGH of 67 - we had 106. Not right!
(grumble grumble piss and moan)

Kim said...

Oh, your post today sounds very much like mine! And Sue left a very similar comment too! LOL! Yep, it's a dry heat--keep chanting that over, and over, and over . . . .

Nancy said...

LOL! We had a couple of days a few weeks ago that were bad enough for us to turn on the A/C. And it is on now because of the humidity. Usually we need to run the A/C about 15 or so days each summer. I guess that is one of the best things about Near Philadelphia -- quite a variety of weather.

Today is a day for you to remember why God invented Margaritias, Mojitos, and other frosty treats!

Anonymous said...

I'm with you, sistah!!! Yesterday was 108, but I was sacked out in a Versed haze :-)) It isn't even cooling off at night these days. Bleh!!!

Kathy B