Today not even the air conditioning is sufficient. I've got a fan moving fast enough to make my hair look like I'm hunkering down during a Midwestern twister.
The humidity is an added bonus. It makes the air feel so thick and heavy that you can almost do the breaststroke through it. All in all, not one of our more pleasant days. But, hey, that's the way summer rolls in Missouri, whether we like it or not.
Of course, the whiny side of me is a bit cranky about the whole thing. It would be lovely to have sun, dry air, and 80 degrees for the weekend. But my practical side points out that it could be worse. Try being pregnant in this heat. I noticed only this morning that the perky little weather girl on Channel 5 is about 3 years pregnant (by the way, have you noticed that women these days wear form-fitting clothes that showcase their baby bump? I used to wear a tent-top to hide mine). But I digress...the girl looks like she could go into labor any second. It makes me wonder what would happen if her water breaks on air. Whoops...predicting a 100% chance of isolated showers.
Anyway I wish her well. Anyone as pregnant as she is who can get up at 4 a.m., travel in sweltering heat and stand in front of a fake map of Missouri while wearing Spandex and heels deserves a medal. Guess I better count my blessings and chill.
Move over, Indy and Bogey. I'm turning up the fan...
