Oh man, the heat is on! I like a burst of 105 now and then, but I like a stretch of 90’s in between. Lately we’ve had hot stretches and cool bursts – that can pile up on a person. There’s been too many nights we were afraid to open the windows. I get up about 4am, open them up, then by 7, they’re shut tight again, mini-blinds twisted shut, draperies pulled over some windows, even brown paper smoothed over the panes.
Of course this heat is great for the tomatoes as long as they get water. In this weather, we have to keep an eye out for blow-outs on the sprinkler lines. I had one set on some container plants by my front gate, and when it blew out of the t-joint one morning, it dug a freakin’ hole in the ground before I caught it.
Had a pretty boring Fourth. This holiday centers around fireworks for me, and when it’s this tinder dry, we don’t feel comfortable with that. We sit at home with our hose nozzles at hand, watching our neighbors whoop it up along our fence line. God bless George Washington, and all that, but that’s my sentiment 365 days a year, I don’t need no Hallmark holiday.
We’ve been staying inside during the mid-day with the ac on. On these real sizzlers, over 101, we try something I learned from old Buster 202 – I turn the ac down to 78 at about 9am, run it for a couple of hours like that, then turn it up to 80 and try for GAWDSAKE not to open the front door for the rest of the day. The dogs take their posts on the little linoleum entry floors, Badges downstairs, Biscuit upstairs, and we spend the afternoon watching old movies on tv or Primewire. My husband works in his little shop, located under the back corner of the house, shaded by big trees, it stays nice in there most of the day. He and my son fix their bikes, fix lawn mowers, other broken stuff.
Yesterday we ground out tomato sauce while watching Pooty Tang. If you don’t know what that is, you’ll have to sine your pitty on the runny kine.