Hot. Hotter. Hottest.
Those brief few hours we had on the gulf shore were wonderful. I'd give a lot to be able to step out some sliding doors onto a balcony and watch the morning break over the gulf.
Instead, I'm stepping out the front door into the mid-south heat and humidity in order to walk the dog. Then it is a day full of errands, including taking our van to the shop for a check-up. Thankfully the funny noise started at the town limits and not in another state.
It is Monday.