These past two days in the Chicagoland area have been scorchers. Like, breaking records from 1896, so hot you begin sweating as soon as you walk out the door, your dog can’t even make it around the block, gang bangers in the hood walk around with no shirts on hot, scorchers. And just my luck, the AC in the Jeep decided to not work properly. Thankfully, after yesterday’s meltdown I learned the value of a dress and wore one today instead of skinny pants that uncomfortably cling to your legs.
While heading out yesterday and today to deliver flyers for an upcoming event at work, all I could think about is how wonderfully lovely it would be to spend a day at the beach. Laying in the sun–most likely being annoyed by the sand that I can’t keep off my towel–and splashing in the water, complaining about how cold it is. Yay for summer. Good thing it’s supposed to be back in the 50’s next week.
[image from getty images]