Sunday, July 8, 2012
The End of the Merciless Heat Wave
Day 207:
It seems the seemingly never ending heat wave is finally starting to break, Conor. And though it's been a wonderful 5 days spent with so many wonderful friends from literally all over the World, the best of it all has been spending 5 days with you, Boy'O. Despite the heat, we've had a blast. From West Philadelphia, to South Philly, and all over NoVA, we've had a whirlwind week!
Today the oppressive heat persisted yet again, though with the promise of breaking this evening and providing some temporary relief with temperatures in the 80s vs. triple digits. But before we could get there, we just had to find a way to stay cool TODAY 'cuz this old house ain't gettin' it done, Son. In fact, this afternoon your bedroom was 86 degrees! There are a few things I could do to help work against this, Boy'O, but instead Mommy and me are thinking it's just time to punch out. Ten years in this old house is quite enough, and so it's time to make some changes.
First effort to stay cool was a day at the pool... We took a walk and tried to beat the heat laying poolside with you while taking intermittent dips into the water... Only trouble was, the air temperature was about 100 degrees and the water temperature was about 85 degrees... It was about as refreshing as drinking Tabasco sauce on ice. Still though, a bit of fun!
We left the pool after about 90 minutes and headed home to shower up and then get out for an errand or two; including looking at a few houses! First stop, "Babies 'R Us" to do some research on a high chair for you. Trouble there was, their air-conditioning was out! The inside of that store felt like an OVEN! I think we were there maybe 10 minutes before we'd just had enough- we ALL needed relief! And so off we went to Dogfish Head, a favorite restaurant and brewery... Their air conditioning actually worked and so did their refrigeration because the beer was cold!! When we'd left the restaurant, the air temperature had dropped almost 15 degrees giving way to what looked to be heavy Summer storms; though they never arrived. Still, it was enough to suck the heat out of the house and so life is now returning to normal... And on that note, I'm off to bed, Son.
I love you, Conor... Stay cool, Boy'O!
-Dad
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