While I hate to complain about the weather during the very short summer season, it is seriously too hot and humid to move around.  My arms are sticking to the desk as I type, and the seeming inability to breath has robbed my brain of oxygen (required for clear thinking).  Add to this a very busy office and two children who do not like the humidity any more than I do, and you have a recipe for a lot of cranky people.  Luckily, there's beer.

At 9pm, it is almost bearable outside, but guess what?  The mosquitoes are out making that an unpleasant affair.  I know, I know - "bug spray would help" - but I hate the feel of that stuff on my already sticky skin, and I only use it when we head into the woods to keep away the gnats and deer ticks.

Days like this make me pray for a crisp fall day.  I am always happiest when the temperature is somewhere around 70, but mid-60's is even better. 

In a rebellious mood, I pulled some bulky weight yarn out of the stash last night and knocked off a couple of squares for my afghan which will be put together sometime during the fall.  It was actually enjoyable to be knitting away while watching important news programs.  I try to pick the ones that have a sense of humor - like the ones on the Comedy Channel.

It may cool down in a day or so, and I'm looking forward to more knitting on the innumerable projects that are underway.  For now, I think I'll go put an ice cube down my back.

Peace & Love,

Liz