to the powers that be:
all of that complaining i've been doing about how it's barely spring, let alone summer? i take it all back. no really, bring back the 50 degree highs. please. i'm begging you.
after i took justin to work, i went to metro joe's because they have wi-fi and an air conditioner, which make a nice combo when it's 95 out, and i hung out for three hours while kath and charlie and then jim came and went, but i couldn't stay there all day, so i headed over to dave's for a few groceries. i thought some pineapple would be nice in the heat, and so, as is my custom, i headed to the salad bar to get just the right amount of pineapple for the two of us to eat tonight. as i approached, a boy of about eight stepped up to the pineapple, opened his already-assembled salad bar box of assorted fruit, took the pineapple out of the box, with his bare hands, put it back in the pineapple bin, and picked some different pieces out with his fingers.
i will miss the salad bar at dave's.
i headed over to the pre-packaged fruits, finished my shopping and headed home. on the way, i promised justin by phone that i would try moving downstairs to what would have been hans's room for the summer before going out and buying an air conditioner. and then i walked inside the house, where it is 91. inside. downstairs.
when we were dating, we never even considered justin moving to florida, because of the heat. i came to cleveland to escape the heat. i want my money back.
after i took justin to work, i went to metro joe's because they have wi-fi and an air conditioner, which make a nice combo when it's 95 out, and i hung out for three hours while kath and charlie and then jim came and went, but i couldn't stay there all day, so i headed over to dave's for a few groceries. i thought some pineapple would be nice in the heat, and so, as is my custom, i headed to the salad bar to get just the right amount of pineapple for the two of us to eat tonight. as i approached, a boy of about eight stepped up to the pineapple, opened his already-assembled salad bar box of assorted fruit, took the pineapple out of the box, with his bare hands, put it back in the pineapple bin, and picked some different pieces out with his fingers.
i will miss the salad bar at dave's.
i headed over to the pre-packaged fruits, finished my shopping and headed home. on the way, i promised justin by phone that i would try moving downstairs to what would have been hans's room for the summer before going out and buying an air conditioner. and then i walked inside the house, where it is 91. inside. downstairs.
when we were dating, we never even considered justin moving to florida, because of the heat. i came to cleveland to escape the heat. i want my money back.
posted by laura at 6:36 PM
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For what it's worth, the heat in Jax is one degree cooler than Clevo -however- the relative humidity in Jaxsonville is 66 pct to our curent 46 pct.
And thus concludes my paying attention to (work) the weather, from the weather room.
Wow, 90 degree weather from San Francisco to Virginia! (Vix's posted about the heat as well) The coldish gloomy weather justs keeps following me everywhere(first in Boston and now in London.
And what a story about the salad bar!
yuck......
xoxoxo
Oh, that's just GROSS! No more salad bars for me.
let me just say - if hans had lived, he would never, ever have violated the salad bar that way!
We don't even have a fan! I can't take it anymore. Off to the store we go...
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