91 freaking degrees at 6 PM. And so we begin the long, hot summer in Virginia. I want to be outdoors with the kids (burns time, fills the nature lust, gives us exercise) but OMG I hate being disgustingly hot and sweaty. Today was positively swampy. Despite having a nice time hanging out with another family, the kids were all hot and whiny, I was hot and bitchy, and now, although we're less hot, we're all grumpy and DONE being with each other.
I need to find a way to cope, and fast, or it is going to be a hellishly miserable summer. July and August (and half of September) SUCK.
I'm off to resize some photos from cooler times, maybe take a soaky bath, recover my sense of humor, and fantasize about an alternate Virginia where it is eternally April or October.