It is hot. I thought May Day (at least according to all the poets) was supposed to usher in the coming of Spring? Around here, it ushered it out. Today is a full-fledged summer day. I am typing slowly because my wrists are sliding off the desk, and my fingers are sticking to the keyboard from the heat. Our A/C downstairs is broken, so it was an adventure hosting 85 people with only fans on. My face is beet red. And according to my built-in barometer, the the temperature is awful (mid 90's) and humid to beat the band. In case you are wondering about my barometer, it is more correctly termed "my hair". :)Right now my little curls around my face are standing in "spurks" out the sides of my head, and super crazy. You can always tell the weather by my hair, which is irritating because it has all the inconvinience of curls but is only wavy-ish. I felt this morning like there was fire through my veins it was so hot!!! I know I'm complaining. Sorry! But crumbs! The younger ones are playing in the sprinkler. I am half-tempted to join them! :) But seriously- not even the boys at church wanted to play volleyball because it was hot as blazes!
So, moving on to subjects that are less sticky and pink and sunny..... I am reading "Wives and Daughters" by Elizabeth Gaskell and am loving it. A very sweet and simple story with a heroine that bears imitating! Molly Gibson is so humble and sweet and feminine! I love her! On another subject, we are all excited about the ball, and praying that it doesn't rain! Well, I am on duty to watch the kids so I'd better say adieu, and Abigail, has our mutual friend interrupted your cool slumber yet? ;) -Rachel
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