After running all over the house and traipsing in and outside the other day, JD Green comes into my room and shouts breathlessly with much emphasis on each word,
"Mama, you must. turn. down. the. air conditioner!!"
I look at his red face and sweaty brow and asked "Why?"
He replies with exasperation creasing his dripping brow, "Mama!! It is 323 degrees in here, didn't 'cha know?" 323 degrees!!!!! I. am. burning. up!!!
I went to look at what could possibly be a malfunctioning thermostat, though it still felt comfortable in the house to me (oh, she of the frequent hot flashes!)
What did I discover?
It was 323 . . . 3:23 pm
All is well, and no one's skin is burning off or about to turn to molten lava.
And people say their girls are dramatic.
**** Please scroll down to see what I've been up to this past weekend!