AC's kaput so while I'm tolerating the humidity well, the males complain. I don't turn it on anyway but I think they need comfort in this drippy wet weather, always a thunder roll in the distance. Well they haven't complained (about that, anyway).
Micah tried to have a garage sale today. The only ones who came (and who ever come) are the neighbor kids. I really had hoped someone else would stop by, but maybe we'll wait until it cools off and try again. We even put up signs on posts. Signs by Hillman no less! A lot of people don't go outside in this weather. I seem to be one of the few who's OK with it. I realize a Caucasian like myself in hot weather generally looks like a drowned rat with sweat matting down my stringy hair and bug bites and freckles constellating the general red burn that is my skin, but I'm OK with it!