Here I’ve been celebrating our perfect summer, with moderate temperatures, low humidity and only 2 weekends that had rain.
Now, however, it’s Labor Day weekend, and we are making up for lost time with a vengeance. In fact, we have flood warnings today and tomorrow and the humidity is 80% and climbing. The heat was awful today, and probably will be tomorrow.
For those of us who don’t go anywhere on holidays, this is not a tragedy. We read, drink(!) and listen to “Wait, Wait, Don’t Tell Me.” The city is empty, so it’s a pleasure to hang out in the loft, with the A/C blasting (thank you, Ronan Cox!!) I even splurged $150 at a mattress sale at Sleepy’s yesterday (the excitement doesn’t end!!!!!!!)
The good news is that I still have my Noah’s Ark that my dad made for me when I was 3. (Poor Noah: all those animals and only 1 bucket!) That, and I live on the second floor.
But I’m sure my friends with BBQs will feel I’ve cursed them with all this talk of a beautiful spring and summer. Here’s what’s going on outside my window even as I speak (and this is just Phase II of the storm; Phase I was even more impressive):