I hope you are cooler than I am.
It was 100 degrees today.
I know.
I say the same thing every summer.
I have decided , however,
I am going to enjoy it.
So,
my heat index this summer is going to be tied to
family members standing in the yard watching grandsons
throw the baseball,
Blue Bell thawing (just enough)
on my patio table,
and my vintage ice cream scoop waiting nearby.
And naps, and lots of iced tea, and avocados, and tomatoes from my garden,
and bouquets of zinnias, and books, and the periodic frozen margarita or
cerveza preparada, and new songs on my IPod,
and my new Jimmy Choo perfume,
and turquoise jewelry, and white linen.
What’s on your heat index?
