Sticky

Today is one of those glorious days we dreamed of during howling winter storms . The sky alternates between overcast and blazing sun , the temperatures are high and humid and life as we knew it has changed . Bustling activities are out of the question . Bereft of central air conditioning , our movements are slooooooowwwww . Quarts of iced tea and water are gratefully consumed . The animals are limp and languid...tummies exposed to cooling breezes. My dog , who won't begin to shed her winter coat until late July seems unfairly encased in fluff . We search the Web for cool recipes , but longing for a meatloaf sandwich , the deed is done in the crockpot . Yes , I know , it takes five hours on "High" , but doesn't heat up the kitchen...a definite consideration ! The "to do " list is quietly ignored in favor of brief phone calls to check up on friends .And now ... the irony...we cool ourselves with thoughts of a snowstorm !