It’s a preview of hell, I just know it is. It is so freakin’ hot here, it’s unbelievable. Usually I’m not one to whine too much. I did grow up in the Texas Panhandle where we unhooked our stove top during the summer and fried on our concrete slab at the front of our house in the shade. I can stand the heat, but this time I’m getting out of the kitchen!
It’s only been in the mid 90’s, but it’s been humid and calm, a deathly mixture. We leave our air conditioner on all day long, but it doesn’t seem to help. (When I say “air conditioner” what I mean is that we leave the south door in the living room open and the north door in the kitchen open, that’s as good as it gets folks.)
The best we can do is to lay naked (not naked, without apparel) in our bed room with an oscillating fan blowing warm air on us. You don’t even want to know what kind of state I am in while writing this.
Yesterday we went to the beach in the morning, forgot the sun screen and got toasted. Now we’re hot, sweaty, burnt and naked (not naked, without apparel). Nice way to spend an Italian summer, huh?
In home bible studies could get a little awkward though…