And It's Only June

We still got July & August to go.

Yay! Summer VAY-CAY!

Mmph.

See this pic to the left? Yeah, says it's 92ºF outside. That's the air temp folks. The RealFeel? That's the heat index. Yup, over 100º. You think it's only 100º though?

Try walking barefoot on the sidewalk.

Yeah, the temp coming off the street can melt your souls.

Soles, I mean. Shoe bottoms. Whatever.

It's hot and only going to get hotter. Last year we had like 565 days in a row of over 100 degree heat index. It sucked.

Today I picked up the girls from their gymnastics summer camp. This place is pretty awesome, which is why we keep going back. This year they installed A/C in the gym. Things just keep getting better!

Heads up folks, Sara wants her birthday at Iron Cross Gymnastics^[1] again this year. Some of you will be invited. You know who you are. Some of you won't. Sara says you can just drop off your gifts for her at the door.


Anyway, we get home and I'm pulling up into the driveway I notice something odd. The fence that runs along the breezeway between the house and garage is wet. And not the whole thing. Just the gate. And the soffit under the breezeway (and over the gate) is dripping. Now it's not unusual for Houston to get random showers during the summer. As a matter of fact, due to our unbearable humidity to go along with our scorching heat, you can assume it's going to rain somewhere around here every day.^[2]

But it wasn't raining and only the gate was wet. I opened the gate to be showered with a nice mist. I had apparently left the water on and the garden hose sprung a leak. It was just dumb luck that the leak was aimed directly at the gate.

Frolic!

It was actually quite refreshing. Oh, and that garbage can is actually full of rocks. Just so you know.

Oh geez.^[3] The girls just put on Rango^[4]... gotta go!