My Head Hurts, My Feet Stink, And Although I Don’t Hate Jesus, I Am Getting Pretty Tired of This Weather
You have to be a long time Jimmy Buffett fan to know I’m referencing a song from 1975.
Oh no, don’t tell me you’re a Parrothead and then admit your repertoire of classic Buffett only includes Cheeseburger in Paradise and Come Monday.
I’ve resisted the urge to write about the heat wave that has taken over Nashville the past two weeks (it’s 103 degrees outside as I type this), but BUT it’s making me crazy. It’s so hot no one is going outside and our schools even ran on a half-day schedule this week. I know, I know. I’m a wimp. But we also haven’t had rain in weeks and our lawn is dead and our trees are losing leaves like it’s fall and I’m starting to daydream about cool crisp mornings and colorful fall leaves and wearing soft comfy sweaters and my favorite black boots with jeans and…oh wait a minute we won’t have any colorful fall leaves because ALL OF OUR TREES ARE DYING BECAUSE IT HASN’T RAINED IN WEEKS!
OK, bear with me, I’m a little cranky today since Miss C, who gets nothing less than smiley face stamps daily for excellent behavior at kindergarten, is fluctuating between acting like a perfect angel and a spoiled brat. Also, my wireless Internet connection keeps hiccuping on me.
I came up with a couple of fun indoor projects to entertain the girls this afternoon.
We baked chocolate chip cookies (the break and bake kind.)
And we made these fun crayon cookies from old broken crayons. Here’s our finished product. They look like crayon bottle caps or Reese’s Cups.
Both activities required the use of the oven, which obviously means I’m not thinking clearly. Tomorrow we may fry eggs on the pavement just for giggles.
We should be making popsicles and daiquiris.
p.s. it looks like a “cool front” is on it’s way…yea
