This is the summer I'm not complaining about the heat. I've kept my mouth shut. I think about all of those great months we had. I realize that even in those other beautiful summer locales they've got humidity and big bugs, nothing to brag about. I've even started judging those negative, unrealistic, glass is always half empty people that bitch and tell me that it's hot - thinking that my rose colored glasses approach is a better way. But, I finally give. Tomorrow am - early - we're heading up north. 7,000 feet here we come!
Every year the heat is a new, horrible surprise, and I've been here since I was 13!
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