Warm today, but this is August. A screen capture from the Weather Underground. The official recording station is just a mile up the road, north of my little acre.
That's an official 99F, with a heat index of 106. I finished my outdoor work today before noon and headed inside where I started digging around in the fridge for a noon-day snack. I found some left-over chicken salad, with some left-over diced tomatoes, then looked some more and found some left-over taco shells and a small packet of guacamole in the cheese drawer. Game on! Chicken salad tacos for lunch.
It's hotter than a whatchacallit out there, and I don't intend to spend much time sitting on the veranda this afternoon. Just not interested. It is August, after all, and my Momma didn't raise any fools.
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Tell me about it.
I was down in Mobile for a couple days. I had to spend Tuesday at a chemical plant, so I had to wear fire-retardant coveralls over my regular work clothes.
I lost about 7 pounds.
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