Those of you who have followed my blog for a while should know that I hate to sweat, and barely tolerate it during exercise. If I'm not working out, I avoid it at all costs.
But today, wonderful bloggie friends, I found myself sweating after walking ten feet into my backyard to water my tomatoes.
I haven't seen weather like this since my brother's wedding in New Orleans fifteen years ago when the oppressive heat and humidity turned all of us bridesmaids' hours of hair and makeup to a fuzzy dripping mess simply by walking from the house to the limo.
I realize I am not alone after seeing our local weatherman, let's call him Mr. Obvious, excitedly pointing to the flaming red blob covering half of the United States (you KNOW weathermen take sadistic pleasure when this kind of crap happens because they get more face time).
So for all of us sweltering in this awful stuff, I'm posting some healing pictures. Take a deep breath (unless you're outside, 'cause nobody needs to suck that sh!t into their lungs) and let it out slooooowly. Now enjoy.
Better? Alrighty then.
Be back next week because I'm having a BLOGVERSARY party and you're all invited! There will be reminiscing, cool swag and probably some heavy drinking. We can throw confetti on each other. So put those party hats on and I'll see you Tuesday!