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If you don't like it, wait five minutes . . .
Sometimes, when you live somewhere with extreme weather, you forget that it is extreme.
I remember once after one of our late summer monsoons writer Ru Emerson asking how all that water can be absorbed. Well, of course it can't. We have 9 to 12 meter storm drains, and some neighborhoods, like mine, have specially graded roads so the runoff goes to the Bull Creek watershed. (Of course future road people don't grade it correctly, hence standing water at a few corners nearby until it evaporates.)
In other parts of the country, people do open the car doors and let cars air out after being parked in the sun. Here, we not only let them air out, we may stand there talking for several minutes -- because you do NOT want to brush up against that metal in the car, or even handle the steering wheel, unless you have silicon pot holders or asbestos hands. (I find the heat soothing to my arthritis, but others turn red from the burn. I turn red, too, but it's a fair trade-off.)
Just how hot are we talking? Well, it's been over 100 F. for over a week, with heat index of 104-112. We haven't had rain in so long we're watering the trees. The "cold" tap water is lukewarm. When I was at a massage therapy conference last weekend, we parked Ray's truck at a meter. She had happened to leave in her truck a stove temperature gage from when she was transferring houses (she lives on a sailboat, and house-sits for friends.) Yes, this is the gun in act one. When Ray went out at noon to put something in the truck, It was 124 degrees inside the cab.
When we went back at 6:00, it was 141 degrees.
Yes, one of the tubs of BioFreeze we left in the trunk for an hour while we looked for a lunch place did pop the seam and ooze.
And I don't care what W says, when I work on the pool in this heat, after a while I am drenched in sweat. Dry heat, my eyes.
I remember once after one of our late summer monsoons writer Ru Emerson asking how all that water can be absorbed. Well, of course it can't. We have 9 to 12 meter storm drains, and some neighborhoods, like mine, have specially graded roads so the runoff goes to the Bull Creek watershed. (Of course future road people don't grade it correctly, hence standing water at a few corners nearby until it evaporates.)
In other parts of the country, people do open the car doors and let cars air out after being parked in the sun. Here, we not only let them air out, we may stand there talking for several minutes -- because you do NOT want to brush up against that metal in the car, or even handle the steering wheel, unless you have silicon pot holders or asbestos hands. (I find the heat soothing to my arthritis, but others turn red from the burn. I turn red, too, but it's a fair trade-off.)
Just how hot are we talking? Well, it's been over 100 F. for over a week, with heat index of 104-112. We haven't had rain in so long we're watering the trees. The "cold" tap water is lukewarm. When I was at a massage therapy conference last weekend, we parked Ray's truck at a meter. She had happened to leave in her truck a stove temperature gage from when she was transferring houses (she lives on a sailboat, and house-sits for friends.) Yes, this is the gun in act one. When Ray went out at noon to put something in the truck, It was 124 degrees inside the cab.
When we went back at 6:00, it was 141 degrees.
Yes, one of the tubs of BioFreeze we left in the trunk for an hour while we looked for a lunch place did pop the seam and ooze.
And I don't care what W says, when I work on the pool in this heat, after a while I am drenched in sweat. Dry heat, my eyes.
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and house sitts? we are going out of town for two weeks soon.....hmmmm
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Our pool is still comfortable, and we just wait until after dark. Thanks for offering!
Ray cat and dog sits, waters plants, gets to catch up on cable since she doesn't have a TV anymore. As far as I know, she doesn't charge her friends for this -- she just enjoys A/C on a larger scale.
You can talk to C about it. If he likes the idea, I could forward it to her. She may not want to do it for strangers or even friends of friends, but might be worth asking.
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We've been running 98-103° with 90%+ humidity and afternoon thundershowers. Stepping outside is like walking into a steam sauna.
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That may be the only thing that's worse. I remember New Orleans as fascinating, but wet -- always wet, whether raining or not. I even made two cotton sundresses for the occasion.