It's been warm for a few days.
It sounds like it's going to be warm for a few more.
OK, I know, I'm understating the obvious, but back in January, I made a vow that I would not, absolutely not, complain about heat come summertime.
No matter what.
That's how bad I've come to hate the bone-chilling cold of an Iowa January. So much so that I gave up my right to complain.
So now it's time to remember my vow.
So, instead of complaining, I'm counting my blessings.
Like central air-conditioning.
And a freezer full of ice cubes which so handily fit in my tall, cold glass of iced tea.
And day-dreaming about ways to not just survive, but thrive in this sub-Saharan heat.
Like re-discovering the joys of a well-placed blast of water from a hose.
A good, old-fashioned water fight may not seem very dignified, but there's nothing quite like it to get a quick chill during a steamy day.
Or a lounge chair under a shade tree. There's lots of reasons we live in the country, and one of them is that not a lot of folks have to witness me, in shorts, with a book, my iced tea and shades under a tree catching the breeze. That pale expanse of Nordic white skin could blind folks.
Make time to visit those who don't get out much. It's a good idea to check up to ensure they are in a cool place and have plenty of supplies so they don't have to go out. It's good for your mental and emotional health to have a nice chat with people you like who have a lifetime of great stories to tell. it's a win-win situation.
Go to a movie. Theaters are dark, cool, and have a huge supply of buttered popcorn and Junior Mints. Could there be a better place to hide out from the heat?
Rediscover the nighttime world after dark.
When I was a kid, and the heat from our decidedly un-air conditioned old farmhouse grew too oppressive, we'd declare it a campfire night. Mom would prepare a dinner which could be cooked over the open fire, we'd decamp to the yard, and spend our night eating and laughing under the stars. As the sky darkened, the air cooled, and we'd forget we were ever too hot. We'd chase and de-rear blinking fireflies, placing their glowing backsides on our fingers like rings. Stories of my parents' youth were told. Often, several of us kids spent the night in bedrolls on the ground.
It was done as a solution to a problem - a sweltering house. It turned into a cherished memory of my youth.
Remember your smaller family members. Dogs and cats get hot too. Cool, fresh water, a place out of the heat, and a careful eye on their condition are important for those four-legged friends. At our house, that means the sheep, while they aren't invited in, are given fresh water on a regular basis throughout the day, and they lounge in the shade of a big tree.
Soon, too soon, this heat-wave will be a memory. The winds will howl and the cold will chill our bones.
Make those warm weather memories that sustain you through those days happy ones.