Last year I heard many unhappy campers complain bitterly about too many cool days; days where temperatures only reached the high 70’s. I silently thanked the heavens that it was a bearable summer. A summer where I could play outside with my boys and not worry about flooding the entire neighborhood with the perspiration pouring out of my body. The heat is on now…it’s been 90 plus for several days and will likely stay in that range through this whole week. Honestly I feel like the Pillsbury Dough Boy. Plump. Hot. Pasty (my Irish complexion doesn’t last long under a blazing sun). Today we’ve stayed locked inside, except when mandatory errands forced us out. Ick. Right now I’m praying for rain. A cool blast of rain that would put some green back in my burnt lawn. If this is how the summer of 2010 is going to play out, I’m just going to curl up on my couch and wait out the arrival of September. Have at it all you lovers of heat and humidity — just remember I’m already saying my prayers for next July!!!!