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I’m Hot !!

And not in a good way.

Our back yard ... thank goodness for the pool!!

I used to love the heat that summertime brought – I loved being out in it… getting my tan-on. I loved the feel of the hot summer sun crisping up my shoulders at a baseball game or while sitting in the stands at the races.

Now?  I still love summer but I can’t just take the heat.

I mean it.

Anything over 85 degrees?

Cannot.

Take.

It.

Walking out into 90 F temps recently, I gasped.  It felt like someone had thrown a wet dishrag over my face and I was drowning in the heat & humidity.

My naturally curly hair took one look around and went *POOF* — think “Carrot Top” on steroids.

I thought I had a bug on me;  oh no, that turned out to be sweat rolling down my forearm!

WHAT THE???

Then it came to me.

I remembered my mom & aunties staying near the fan during the dog days of summer. How, at family picnics, they’d strategically place their lawn chairs under the largest tree, hoping for the ultimate: shade and a cross breeze.  I recalled trips to town doing a “460” – 4 windows down, 60 mph.

And suddenly I understood: every summer dress was cotton and every sandal was open-toe. Every top was sleeveless and every drink was iced.  (And some were laced – ha!)

I never thought about it before.

But I get it now.

I’m hot. And not in a good way.

Hold on a minute while I change into something cotton, pull my hair up off my neck and set my chair in the shade.  Oh …  and if you block my access to the fan … it’s not gonna end well for you.

How about you? Do you love the heat … or wilt in it?

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