the hotness.

no, this blog entry is not about a band.
i am not referring to a new pair of shoes.
i am not talking about my husband.

i'm talking about the heat.

has anyone else noticed that it's hot?

well, let me just say that this big hulkin' old rusty bones house of ours and all of its 3300 square feet are 3300 unairconditioned feet.
which means we're living in a large microwave.

previously, the heat was a little uncomfortable.
but this week really set us over the edge. 
we have officially gone from "it's a little warm upstairs" hot to "i think my face just melted off my head and is stuck somewhere inside my shirt" hot.

we have one little window a.c. unit that we keep in the upstairs hall. it was like $90 and is basically the cheapest smallest coverage air conditioner available.  normally it does just fine.  but it is no match for temps such as these.

so while i lay here on top of my covers, sticking to them, with curly hair because it's too hot to turn on my blow dryer, as i pine to once again wear long pants and use my oven, i am reminded of...

the winter.

this winter it was so cold, and it cost so much money to heat the house with our oil furnace and thin windows.  in the coldest months we were bound to our bedroom and the upstairs hall with a little electric heater.  we wore our coats in the kitchen (remember when i lit my pregnant self on fire leaning over the stove because i was wearing a scarf? yeah.), and if we wanted to watch tv in the family room we had to bury ourselves under blankets and sweatshirts.  we would argue over who should reach for the remote because we didn't want our hand to have to go out from under our covers!

and now here it is in the hottest months of the summer, and we are once again sectioned off up in our little bedroom and upper hall with our one little a.c. unit... (that has been blasting it's little heart out all day long and it's still 86 degrees in here). 
we're wearing the smallest, lightest clothes we have, and we are hot.

and happy.

i always think that these will be the days we remember the most fondly.
when we were living in the barn, i often complained about... everything.
but i miss those quaint little country days now, and all of the hilarity that went with it.  i could write a book with all of my barn dwelling tales.

and i don't mind being hot so much.
it reminds me of great granny's and the country.
and as billy's mom once told me when i experienced my first unairconditioned summer in pennsylvania years ago... being cold in the winter and hot in the summer is the way our bodies are supposed to feel.  that's why we eat mashed potatoes and bread all winter long (something to look forward to when you're freezing your tail off) and in the summer when it's so hot you don't want to eat anything but ice cubes, losing all that carb weight cheers you up (when your upper lip is sweating into your sweet tea.)
it's true. 
if it stays this hot much longer billy and i might shrink down to david and lisa the gnome size and sleep under mushrooms in the garden.

anyway, my body adjusts to the heat much easier than it does to the cold.  and little finn has been a champion, as well as tuck.  what a little family of troopers. 

i'm sure we will get through these dog days of summer and reach a much more comfortable temperature soon, but in the meantime, i will enjoy the hotness. 
because it is another season.  i am grateful for it.
and these days really are so beautiful.

and billy looks hot in a tank top.
yow!