I want to crawl in a cave and not come out until October. What's worse, I'm not a pretty sweat-er. Some girls glisten and still look amazing. Not this girl. I just look a hot mess.
This is what I like to call "Separate Bedrooms Weather" because I cannot stand to feel the heat coming from another person in bed (and Beau, being a typical male, puts off a lot of heat.)
I can tell you that the first thought that comes to my mother's head upon reading that sentence is, "Great, I'm not getting a grandchild from those two anytime soon."
It's even more irritating that the dog thinks our only purpose at night is to act as her human pillows.
Speaking of "purpose", if you were looking for one of those in this post, I'm sorry I could not even offer so much as a recipe. All I am doing is complaining because extreme heat makes me cranky. But come to think of it, this whole blog is pretty purposeless.
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