Not much to remember about this week except for unrelenting heat and no rain. I swear I looked at the Weather Channel web site earlier, and it said 92 degrees, feels like 104. I just don't make eye contact with my plants when I go outside now. They are so dry and wilted. I try to water, but it's never enough. I do hear thunder now, and there is a 40% chance of rain, but I won't hold my breath.
A cool thing to do tomorrow morning is to go to the Christmas in July sale at Kudzu Blossom Quilt Shop. I really don't need to buy another thing to add to my collection of things I'll never get around to, but Buy 2, Get 1 Free. . . I don't know. Barbara is going to meet me there, and we might can get together on that one. If I see anything interesting. We're going to meet her cousin at the Mexican restaurant nearby and then go to other places, meaning anywhere there is fabric. I have a whole handful of 40% off coupons. I'm looking forward to a change of pace from house stuff and working.
My next-door neighbors are planning to paint their house inside this summer and/fall, and they said if their guys are agreeable, I might be able to hire a couple of them to do a little work for me while they're over there. I have a mental block about bringing the tape measure in here and measuring for that wallpaper, but I guess there's no hurry.
In other news, Debby has made such good progress that she's able to manage without her physical therapist from now on. The rocking-chair torture was awful, and if Emily can't come torture her, then she'll do without. Wonderful news. We're already talking about a fall trip to the beach and maybe other places.
Speaking of travel, Mike is about halfway to Seattle, I guess. He left Lubbock and flew to Memphis and should have gotten to Minneapolis by now. Talking about circling the country! I'm envious of the fun they're going to have. We'll have a bunch of pictures to enjoy soon. Fishing this time instead of hiking - or maybe both.
Now this looks promising. There are a few drops coming down.
The marigolds are one of the few flowers that haven't suffered from the heat too much, but they might enjoy being deadheaded and weeded every once in awhile. There's a little Dusty Miller there too that made it.