.....and I didn't go. I had been looking forward to this event for months, and wouldn't you know that it would come on a day when temperatures would soar up into mid nineties. I looked at the weather on Weatherbug.com several times this afternoon, and it was 93° F, with a heat index of 104°F, out here where I live. Where the picnic was being held, it was 95°F, with a heat index of 107°F! My apologies to the group for not showing up, but that's just way too hot to spend an afternoon in a wig. I was willing to go without make up, and considering how hot it was, I'm sure no one would have cared despite my facial hair shadow, but I drew the line at going bald. My support group is a cherished refuge. It's the one place I can always count on, to go to and be the real me. No one in my group has ever seen me as anyone other than Melissa, and for now at least, I'd like to keep it that way.
I went out and walked around the yard taking pictures for about fifteen minutes this evening and even then, though the temperature had dropped back into the upper 80's, it was still so humid that it was stifling, and I soon beat a hasty retreat into the air conditioned comfort of my house. This is unusually hot weather for this time of year. We normally don't get this hot, until July, but this has been a unusual year weather wise all around, starting with the early big snow last December, the two subsequent big snows in January and February, and then the sudden onset of an exceptionally warm spring. We'll just blame it on that guy, El Nino, he'll never know the difference. ;-)
Remember what it looked like here just a little over three months ago, with snow piled everywhere? Well look at it now!
And I even have hickory nuts growing!
A warm sweaty hug to all!