It’s a very sad day in July when it’s too hot and too dangerous to take the kids swimming, the air conditioner is battling itself to maintain a steady 74º temperature, and the electric meter is spinning fast enough that small sparks fly from the domed unit.
At first I thought I would take the initiative and start scanning some of our older print pictures and storing them on the computer, only to discover how steamy the office became when I had all the equipment up and running. Ditto on running the washing machine, dryer and dishwasher.
The only moment of excess heat today came from the kitchen, where in celebration of Jim’s birthday, Jamie surprised everyone by making homemade pancakes for brunch.
As Jordan headed out the door to welcome home her best friend from family vacation, Jamie took out his favorite cookbook, “Ratatouille, What’s Cooking?”, to determine what ingredients we would need to create some new tasty treats for the upcoming weekend. Winning dishes and snacks included something from each of the Dralle family’s food groups: Broccoli quiche, mini molten chocolate volcanoes and cheese sticks (main dishes, desserts and appetizers).
As the heat has zapped everyone’s appetite, no one sounds interested in any of the ideas we are tossing around for dinner, so it appears everyone will just peck throughout the evening and end up feeling starved to death right around eleven or so.
I’m hoping there is a break in the heat wave soon, because I’ve already grown tired of watching every newscast attempting to fry an egg on the sidewalk, and newscasters lecturing children sweltering in the city to not open the fire hydrants, wagging their fingers at them and tisk-tisking while they sit in their climate-controlled 70º news studios.
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