Our Old Friend, August

Weather.com is a lying son of a bitch. Every day the predicted high for Salt Lake City is in the mid to low 90s, yet every day the actual temperature here is above 100 degrees. I have decreed that no dinners shall be cooked, and only cold beer shall be consumed in the evening until this ridiculousness stops.

Tonight Steph is coming over to hang out. I hope she isn't expecting a meal, because she is going to be disappointed. Tomorrow night we have a meet and greet thing for Chris' school program. I could care less about the meeting or greeting, but there is free ice cream so I'm all over it. Saturday is Chris' first day of school, lasting from 8am until 5pm, and I am going to make an attempt to be productive while he is gone. After school, I am going to take him out for a fabulous belated-birthday meal where he can tell me all about his day. We are going to The Five Alls, so if you are a local stalker you'll know where to find me on Saturday night. If you are an out-of-town stalker you might still be able to catch a last minute flight.

Sunday will be spent doing whatever Chris wants to do, since it is his only day off this week and I will have done all of the household chores the day before. I am guessing it will involve him playing Civilization IV and me bitching about how the computer being on raises the temperature of the room by 50 degrees.

posted by Ami @ Thursday, August 16, 2007