I hate August. Mostly because I hate such hot weather and sometimes we get tricked by some unseasonably cool Julys into thinking August won’t be so bad…but it always is. The grass at my house is dead. I’m trying to revive it by watering every day, but I think some of my neighbors think I’m an idiot. Maybe so, but I was rudely reminded last weekend that I should at least try by my immediate neighbor who took it upon himself to water the yard for me. MY yard. With his water. I prefer winter myself.
Lately it’s been so hot I don’t bother with fixing my hair or putting on makeup. What’s the point when it gets ruined within 15 minutes of being outside. Girls have the advantage of wearing fewer clothes as a means to stay cool. I can wear a free-flowing, sleeveless, dress made of an ultra light fabric and still be dressed appropriately for work. My male peers have to wear pants of some sort and at least a polo. My brother tends to wear button up shirts everyday. I don’t know how he does it.
Summertime might suck for boys but the one thing they do get is to see us girls in our little outfits. And, watch out, sometimes they get away from us. I found these today as proof. That’s Kate Hudson and Dax Shepard and Katharine McPhee in the dress. Stuff happens.
I think it’s so hot because of the whole ozone thing. I’m reminded of a song from my 5th grade play (no, not MY solo “Driving Mrs. Lazy”) which was about saving the ozone.
CFC’s in Styrofoam
Give off gases sure to roam
Up into that layer above
We’ve got to stop now
To change it somehow
We’re destroying a planet
That we take for granted!
We’re killing the ozone – killing the ozone – killing the ozone