Man was not meant to live in 110-plus degree weather! Add high humidity, and you have a recipe for grouchy, irritable everyone! It’s time for Mother Nature to shit or get off the pot! In other words, bring on the storms! They’re entertaining anyway. The kids are bored and they have been home exactly two days. That didn’t take long.

We have a case of cabin fever. And probably a bit of a letdown for Riley and Tay, since they just got back from a two-week, busy vacation in Washington. Well the countdown begins. Two weeks and we’re headed for the San Diego beaches for relief.

Until then, the monsoons would be a nice diversion. And maybe bring the heat down to a more bearable 102?

Tomorrow I’ll drag the rugrats to the Mall with me, and start a little school clothes shopping. Yes, more shorts and t-shirts. I’m whining, I know. This is the time of year when it even gets to me. I love Arizona’s mild winters, and warm sun. But right before monsoons, when the humidity is up, even I start to wonder if we’ve moved into Hell.

Love,

3T