We're having a heat wave, a tropical heat wave . . .

If you look really, really closely, you may see two poorly executed four-sided stitches.

 That may be all the stitching I accomplish today.

Now comes the whine:

It's too hot to think. Or stitch. Or do anything other than sip cold beverages.

Yes, the AC is running non-stop. We also have fans running in every occupied room to keep the air moving. Despite that, it's still unpleasant. The actual temperature is 96F as I write, the heat index is 106F due to the humidity. I am accustomed to hot and humid summers--after all, I grew up in this area and have lived here all my life--but I am cranky and grumpy and in a foul mood.

So I am going to take myself and my bad mood and sit in my corner and sip ice water until--well, fall, I guess.