Ways to Beat the Heat
So, as you might know the Queen is not thrilled with all this heat. It appears we will be in this heat wave at least through Sunday — but the “cooling” looks like the 90’s. So, I’m not convinvced this will ever end. Hence, in a desperate measure, late last night I threw out to my friendly neighborhood Mother’s Club an e-mail asking for ways to beat the heat — particularly since Duke and I will be bonding Saturday and Sunday while Prince is off melting in motorcycle school.
First, this has been out there less than 12 hours and I got 3 responses thus far. Two of them have mentioned that Snarkville only gets 5 to 6 of these days a year. To this, I must ask what the last seven and the future 4+ are? In my math this is oppressive heat without seeming end for over a week — which is more than my allotment of 5 to 6, right? May I point out that the heat might be getting to these mommies?
Secondly, there has not been a single suggestion of something to do that isn’t at the BEACH. Let’s review. The Queen is not fan of the beach. She doesn’t get Northern West Coast beaches anyway, because the water is a wee bit too cold for sane people. And finally, there is no way in hell I’m going to take Duke by MYSELF to any beach. I’m a strong swimmer if something should happen; but I will not be the only one there — I try not to look for high stress situations when I’m hanging with the boy.
So, I may be on the hunt for AC this weekend. I fully intend on going from one AC’d spot to another until naptime. If Duke is really good, I may let him nap in the AC’d car. 
Completely unrelated to the above, my little morning child, who until recently has never had a problem going to bed at 7 to 7:30pm — didn’t go to sleep until almost 10pm last night. Reason: the DAMN heat. He slept “like a big boy” without a tee shirt on and with the fan blowing directly across him. However, in his stalling techinique, he would come out and say, “I big boy, Daddy. Big Potty.” Ok, so how do you say no to the boy who wishes to use the big potty?
Finally, the Queen intends to do some cleaning of the house today — this morning while it is cool. Then she will be going to the DMV. We think the DMV is AC’d, so perhaps they will make me wait a LONG time and I’d be totally ok with that.
June 23rd, 2006 at 2:30 pm
Know some of your audience. It is in triple digits daily. To get into the car I need pot holders for the steering wheel and geer shift. Go to your local Sav-Ons and sit in their beach section
June 23rd, 2006 at 4:00 pm
I’m sorry you have triple digits weather for like months on end (though the image of you driving with pot holders is cracking me up) — but I’m going to assume you have AC, right? No idiot told you, “you don’t need AC in Las Vegas.” right? Well, you see I get told this all the dang time — and I’m melting, melting I tell you. And my feet are swelling — ICK.
June 23rd, 2006 at 4:36 pm
Those are the dice you role when you trust other people about weather, movie, workshop etc.. I think it’s sweltering at 80 degrees, but I know people that dont even consider it warm until it hits 90. I think Dodgeball is a brilliant movie, so what do I know other than you can’t always trust the opinion of others. And suffering through the heat will help you learn this little life lesson
No if you dont mind, the A/C is set at 68 and I want to turn it down to 62 because I feel like wearing a sweater.
June 23rd, 2006 at 4:51 pm
Well see Vegas is well known for being inferno like… I mean it’s the DESERT!!! It could be the dead of winter and you could look around Vegas and go “Dang it’s going get HOT here in the Spring/Summer/Fall/Winter… every day that ends in Y etc…”
There isn’t a single person in Vegas who’s truely stupid enough to think that A/C isn’t a requirement out there…
This isn’t the desert though, and apparently people here are stupid enough to think that you don’t need A/C…
June 23rd, 2006 at 11:10 pm
OK, so I’ll stop griping about the oppressive heat in NC, because almost nobody here is crazy enough to have AC. Of course, when you’re cool in a few weeks, I’ll be griping because I got the power bill for running AC 24/7 for a month. Honestly, it has not stopped running all day today, and it’s still 79 in here. Of course at the office they run AC all year round, and my office stays at a brisk 60 or so, and my brain can’t seem to wrap around running a heater in my office all summer long while the air pumps out full blast. Perhaps we should all just live in a bubble, where it’s a balmy 74 every day. OK, well, we do need sweater weather from time to time. Perhaps I should just move back to frigid Mosquitopolis, where I grew up. Nope, too much variation there – the record high was 105 (that was a fluke), and the record low was -34 (the month after I was born!) At least here I can just know it will be hot. Every day. May through mid-September. And it’s all anyone can talk about here – “Shore is hot out there today. Y’all going to the pool?” It’s what everyone does! Except us. Just ask my kids!
I hope you guys can find somewhere good and cool. The mall? Chuck E Cheese? Long walks through Target? I also hope that Duke doesn’t melt all over the pavement during his class tomorrow. Just remind him – water – lots of water.