We went out to breakfast early yesterday. Then we stayed in, or rather we were forced to stay in the rest of the day. Walking out the door was like a dip in the pool! Then, of course, the AC is forced to run steadily all day. Why is it the house always feels a little too cool when the outside is unbearably hot?
In the AC it is always a little too cool to take a nap without some cover over you. And I always want socks on when I sit and watch TV. If we don't watch, Mother has the heater cranked up in her room, hence we have an unintentional home sauna. But I bless our air conditioner every day. I always wonder how we survived summer when I was a kid. We had no air conditioners, just screens in the windows. When I was in my teens, we lived in a brick house with nice thick walls. My bedroom was at the front of the house right off the front porch. There was a large window over my bed with two panels that opened inward. Ah! There was a lovely cool breeze over my bed. Does anyone remember the Omar Bread Man? He delivered loaves of bread right to the house. Very early in the morning, he would place to loaves of bread on my window sill.
I think, at least I hope, the window was high enough that he couldn't see me sleeping inside.
My friend, Betsy, grew up on a farm in Kansas. She said her dad invented his own kind of air conditioner. I forget all the technical details, but it had to do with damp cloths over the windows and fans blowing across them. Very inventive. The kids just got back from California. I see the temperatures there in Northern CA have been in the high 50's and 60's. My daughter-in-law's sister and family live there. They say that no one in CA understands the concept of a "Rain Date." They can plan something to happen in August, and they know they can have that out door event on the date planned. Whew! We have to have rain dates for our rain dates.
Speaking of California, we are staying home in the cool all day today, also. Dad is getting to do his very favorite activity on this Fathers Day. He is watching the U.S. Open golf championship at
Pebble Beach in California. The golfers are all wearing sweaters. The temps were in the 50's this morning when they began (about 1:30 our time.) Pebble Beach scenery is gorgeous, but man it looks like a killer of a golf course. Mother's favorite golfer is Tiger Woods. Thankfully, she no longer understands all the negative news about Tiger. Well, he had a great day yesterday, and so he is in contention today. Maybe he will be able to come back from his forced time out from golf.
I almost said forced lay off, but I decided that had too many double meanings.
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