Still too hot!

Our patio thermometer (in the shade) reads 103 degrees. I won’t even try to figure the Hades index, as it clearly well in excess of 100% today.

“Too hot to fish, too hot for golf,” as the song goes. Thank goodness, it’s not “too cold at home.”

That line in the country song makes reference to the singer’s marriage, which is clearly falling apart. Thank God, mine is not. August 30 marked 37 years of wedded bliss for Carol and me. I can’t imagine that I’d survive without her.

I have sung her praises many times on these pages (screens? posts? whatever!) and don’t need to go into all the reasons she is perfect for me again today. But rest assured I never take her for granted!

I really have little to blog about today, so this will be very short. I’m running a low-grade fever (99.6) and feel pretty washed out. It’s just enough that I don’t really want to do much of anything except sit around.

So, that’s what I’ll do.

I’ve spent much of this morning catching up with all my blogroll friends’ posts from the weeks when I was gone on vacation. I sent off another 30 pages to Katie, my critique partner, and I don’t really feel like writing any more right now. Kicking back with a good book sounds just about right.

So that’s what I’ll do.

Check back tomorrow for an update.