Days 27-30: Now About This Heat . . .

High Noon At The Capitol

Dear Reader:

Wouldn’t you know it! Just when the Teen and I are finally recuperated enough to resume our touristing, the weatherman says the temps are going to be in the 100’s and everyone is encouraged to stay indoors.

I thought yesterday was hot–90’s and humid. I spent the bulk of the day whipping out a short story which ended up being “I Never Was That Fond of Kafka” and cracking myself up reading it aloud to the Teen who cracked up right along with me, so I knew it was funny.

Or maybe she was merely humoring me because she wanted the laptop.

“Are you almost done with the computer?”

“Yup. Just a minute. I need to fix this one . . . sentence.”

“You’ve had it all morning!”

“I know. But I wrote a STORY (said with great emphasis) in FIVE HOURS. That never happens.”

(It doesn’t. This is supersonic speed for me. I wonder if all this blogging is making me faster? Or maybe the story just sucks. Who knows. Who cares? It was fun and I had nothing better to do all morning, stuck inside in the heat with a bad foot.)

Five minutes later:

“Mo-o-o-m . . . I need that laptop. It’s two o’clock! When did you get up?” All suspicious.

“Seven. You know, I let you have this thing all the time. I just want to post it up on my Faceook wall and then you can have it.”

“Hurry up!”

When I finally relinquished the machine (which has become our lifeline to the outside world and especially our friends at home who we miss like crazy!), I decided I’d better get to the gym and work off some calories. Just outside the gym windows, I could see a few kids splashing in the pool. The skinny lifeguard looked wilted beneath her umbrella, her face nothing more than a giant pair of sunglasses and a down-turned mouth, poor thing.

I did the whole weight-lifting routine and then pedaled for an hour on the recumbent bike machine (still trying to baby my stupid foot), working up a decent sweat but only burning off a couple-hundred calories. With dread, I stepped onto the doctor-type scale “helpfully” planted in the gym. I slid the top weight thingy over . . . and over.

Yup. I’ve gained another two pounds this week for a total of four since I’ve been here. Time to cut out the tortilla chips and nightly glass(es!) of chardonnay. I think biking and walking were helping to keep things in check, but now there’s this heat.

Both the Teen and I are getting fat and stir-crazy. I tried to talk her into doing a test-walk over in the air-conditioned mall next door, but she’s like, “Noooo-way. Too embarrassing.” Apparently walking with your mom in a museum is okay but not in the mall.

“What? Moms and daughter shop together all the time.”

“No they don’t.”

“Of course they do.”

Of course, you know I couldn’t win that argument. We settled for walking to Starbucks instead. Over a couple venti iced mocha lattes over in the square (we went out at 6:30 when the temps still felt to be hovering in the mid-eighties) we vowed to get out of the apartment and do something today no matter what. Museums, once you get into them, are kept at ice-cold air-conditioned temperatures, and we are itching to hit the National Museum of American Art. We should be okay . . .

Check in tomorrow and see if we melted!

RELATED LINKS

Is the earth getting warmer? NASA says yes. Click HERE.

Or is it? FoxNews says something different. Click HERE.

Either way, it’s pretty darn hot out right now. Keep hydrated, everyone!

One response to “Days 27-30: Now About This Heat . . .

  1. Can’t wait to read your short story!!!

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