Monday, June 11, 2007

Not Cool

I don't know if it's official or not, but as far as I'm concerned because my Beetle's temperature gauge (why is this word spelled this way?) told me, we hit the 100 mark today. June 11th. I have lived in Dallas my whole life and our summer temperatures are something I have never embraced and never will.

I ran into a friend in the parking lot of Hobby Lobby today. She pulled up to me in her air-conditioned car. I hadn't seen her in over a year and there was so much to say and hear but all I could think as I stood on the concrete beside her car was, "I am melting." Really. I was becoming a puddle on the ground. And after I got in my car and cooled down it occured that I said a lot of stupid things during that conversation. And I blame the heat. Nothing works quite right in these temperatures. Especially my brain.

There is one thing I strangely love about the summer heat. And that is how sweaty me and my clothes are when I get back from my morning run. The last week or two, there has not been one stitch of dry clothing or hair on me when I return home. My clothes even make a slapping sound as I throw them on the ground right before I jump in the shower. And I love that. But besides that, the extreme heat is not cool.

1 comment:

Rrramone said...