It's sweltering

Hotlanta is living up to its name. It's been gawd-awful hot. sweltering, miserable, stiflingly hot. The kind of heat that smacks you in the face HARD as soon as you walk out in it.

And it's technically still Spring.  Summer is still to come.  It was supposed to get to 96 F today.  (That's 35.5 for you Celsius folks.)  July and August are our hot months - June is relatively mild.  Back in 1980, I lived in an upstairs apartment with no air conditioning.  Late that summer, we had 2 weeks of 100 degree plus days.  A friend took pity on me and insisted that I move in with her until the heat wave was gone.

Here's the forecast for the next few days.  We could have a summer like 1980 again.

You folks living in the land of snow and ice - not so jealous of me now, are you?

Since I've had to move my office to another building, I spend a lot of time shuttling back and forth between my new building and headquarters.  And damn, it's pretty miserable.  I end up coated in sweat.  Wipes me out.

Air conditioning civilized the South. This is no lie. I've lived without - it's awful.

On another subject, I got a package from my good friend D.  And she sent me tatting books!

I got Tatted Snowflakes by Vida Sunderman and Tatted Doilies & Edgings edited by Rita Weiss.  I didn't have these and I'm delighted to have them.  She's such a good friend!

I'm working on my first tatted project for the TAT Apprentice program.  I have to say, I like the size 10 Lizbeth a whole lot better than that soft Aunt Lydia's crochet cotton.  The Lizbeth is much crisper and handles a lot better.  I think it will be make a better outcome.

Another friend emailed me this funny link - we all laughed and laughed.

And my legs are now covered in tons of tiny scratches, courtesy of that bad kitten, Zelda.  She is fierce!