Oh, air conditioning how I miss you. Its a hot Summer and you aren't here, except for a very tiny unit in the dining room that hardly cools us down. I wish you were close and throughout the house and that I could feel your cool air upon me.

Its a down, blue, hot morning. Down because I'm blue, blue because I'm hot, and so on and so forth. All of it muddles up like a giant ball of yarn and rolls over me *ouch*. I get stuck to it and roll along, half-hurting for the day. It all sounds very whimsical and dreamy but its not.

Good things:

Our talk last night
Isabelle didn't die from choking
The new healthy eating plan
Coffee with Melanie

Bad things:

Heat
Blurred vision
Nausea
Working on the weekend