I don't think we have a had a proper heatwave since 1976. That was the year we had a heatwave all summer and I sat on an ants nest. I remember it well.
So this is how it feels to live in California then where the sun shines all year round and people wear shorts. What I'm curious to know is - with such heat all the time do you American folks wear shorts to the office and to church? Do you such say "*uck it, my balls are frying I'm gonna wear shorts" or what? I must admit I was almost tempted to wear shorts myself yesterday and then I remembered my dignity so I stuck with some lightweight trousers and switched to a skirt in the evening so I could look all glamorous for when Mr T came home. Sadly, I was disappointed when I returned from cricket training with Master Benedict to see that Mr T had adorned himself with some shorts.
So I have free day today. Unfortunately, Master Jacob is temporarily injured with a muscle strain which is not good at the height of the cricket and tennis season but it does mean that I will not be charging around so much the next few days as he will be resting. This means I actually have a free day today.
Everybody clap! Come on now, put your hands together and thank the good Lord for me. Here we go now:
Ye-ah! Ye-ah! Mrs T's got a free day today!
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
Mrs T got a free day today. Ye-ah, ye-ah!
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
Come on, Readers, let's have some more effort. You're not praising loud enough.
Ye -ah! Ye-ah! Mrs T's got a free day today!
Clap, clap, clap, clap
Mrs T's got a free day today. Ye-ah! Ye-ah!
Clap, clap, clap, clap.
Right, that's better. Now we've got that singing/thanking stuff out the way I can go and cast my eye over my shorts before putting my feet up.
Okay, I've cast my eye over my shorts. I'm sticking to my skirt. For the safety and sanity of mankind.
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| Hey, it's hot. I can wear want I want. Give me some credit for being stylish. |
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