...that it's too hot.
- I often refer to my hometown as the surface of the sun.
- My Cutie is screaming "seat hot" before I even get the car door open.
- I am cranky from the first minute I walk outside.
- And how I really knew it was hot to the extreme...
- The photograph that I have of my hubs in my car melted. A photograph. Melted.
Send Route 44 fresh fruit slushies...