According to the average extremely high temperature of Maine the past 3 weeks, the trapped-in-someone's-mouth humidity levels, and the weeds taller than me that need to be attended to - I would have to say...
Why, yes, yes I am, living in Hell right now.
I'm actually doing much better than I expected and I'm getting chilly when it gets to 70 degrees. I can't say I enjoy it by any means, and tho my hair is absolutely frickin' fantastically spiral-curled every day (no hair dryer for me this summer), I have been avoiding any and all yard work other than laying out in the sun.
I had to mow two lawns for three weeks coz my neighbor went away for a while. She left me her gas mower so I took advantage and used her mower on my lawn after I mowed hers. Paid for using it with getting headaches, but damn, my lawn was taken care of quickly and looked all nice and even. Now that she's back, it's back to using my reel mower (hand pushing, no motor). Greener for the environment and no headaches, but not as nice looking a lawn. Oh well.
I weeded for 3 hours straight on Sunday and managed to complete both garden beds, the walkway between and behind the beds, the 3 half wine casks, and the back landscaping beds where my pumpkin plants are spreading out along the entire back of the house. I sweated so much that it pooled in my glasses as I was bent over. I filled up four large wheel-barrow's full of weeds, not just to the brim but mounded several feet above the brim. Very heavy and unwieldy. I still have to do my side landscaping and front beds. Saving that for another hot day.
I have managed to sunbake myself four times since I got back from my May vaca to visit my bestest and oldest friend in Florida. I went before the tarballs hit any of the Florida beaches. We went to the beach every damn day. It was so wonderful. I did not want to come back. We did NOTHING but beach it and lounge and talk and laugh. It was supremely restful. And this time I did the sunbathing right, no burns and came back with a lovely start to my color.
I laid out this past Saturday and it was HOT and HUMID and I was just wiped. Had a migraine I was fighting all day that finally did me in in the evening. Mr L rubbed my temples for me which helped but he fell asleep while doing that, the heat's been kicking his ass too. He works with animals and comes home exhausted and the place he's house-sitting at is in the midst of re-model/re-construction so it builds up heat throughout the day coz there is no air conditioning, the windows are absolutely ridiculous in that most of them do not open (literally, they are perma-windows, just glass, not made to open) and the ones that do open are too small to cool this huge house, not one curtain so the sun just streams in all day, and while it's considered waterfront (river) the trees block most of the wind off the water. I'm letting him borrow some of my fans but whenever I spend the night I have to bring my box fan with me otherwise I'd never sleep what little I do when I sleep over (12 years of nights sleeping on my own, I have to get used to another person again, getting better but definitely not more than 4 hours at the most so far).
I harvested three squash so far. Pepper plants are busily being eaten alive, I've Sevin-ed them twice. Pumpkin plants have made male flowers but no female/baby pumpkins ready yet - needs a bit more growing time I guess. My new rose bush is doing well, I weeded where I want to plant it (possibly this weekend) and have had to rose powder it twice as the Japanese beetles (or Japanise bettels) are munching on it.
Mr L's boys want me to make my Chinese dumplings which I've promised to do on a cooler weekend. They thoroughly enjoyed my Plaza Toast (thick-cut slices of bread, honey baked hams slices, Swiss cheese slices, half pears all baked in the oven til bread is crusty and chz is melted and then served up smothered in Hollandaise sauce - YUM!). Turns out the boys like me, so that is a VERY good thing, I was worried but it turned out okay. Going white-water rafting with them this Sunday.
Gotta go, an awesome book is calling me.
Oh, if you enjoy British humor and need a laugh - I totally recommend "Death At A Funeral", the 2007 version directed by Frank Oz. OMG!!! it's immensely hilarious. Simon is by far my favorite character.
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I also am spraying Sevin on those "bettels" I wondered how you were doing. Still not needing the AC unit?
I made you salty/sweet pickles. A big jar. Had to buy the cukes as my plants just aren't cranking any out. I was going to try making a jar with carrot slices and cauliflower in the same sweet/salty liquid. What do you think?
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