have mercy
Welcome back home. The whole summer lay before us, heat waves distorting our intentions of camping, hiking, rafting, and exploring. We see a house that needs to be repainted (for the second summer in a row. Note: don't buy paint from Sherwin Williams), a lawn that needs to be replaced, and withering ferns that need relief.
It's been over a hundred degrees here the past few days. Wimpy Portlanders can't handle that kinda heat. Montana has decided to only stay in the basement, where it's cool. He sprawls out on the concrete floor and looks at us accusingly, as if we've had something to do with making the house hotter than hades. The thermostat in the living room says 88 degrees.
Wearily,
Jessica
1 Comments:
only southerners say "hotter than hades." you just showed your true colors.
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