Well, Hello September 8. The rest of the country is sipping Pumpkin Spice Latte's, pulling out their jeans and sweaters, and enjoy the crisp change of seasons. Over here in Arizona, we are sweltering in the heat. 100 degree days continue to persist. This morning at 4:50 am as I drove to swim practice, it was 80 degrees with 68% humidity (according to my weather app). All I could say to that is " wtf ". This is the time of the year where I start looking at Zillow for houses in Grand Forks, ND. Or Fairbanks, Alaska. Or perhaps Antarctica. Which I fantasized about on my run yesterday where even my teeth were sweating, I believe. Okay, okay, enough of my ranting about Arizona. Don't worry, in 3 months I will be all "high on love" for the Sonoran Desert. I chose to boycott summer yesterday. I even went as far as closing the blinds, so I could think it was cold and cloudy outside. My husband had 2 long days of work this weekend where was fl...
Ruminations of a runner and recipe-maker, who serves up ranty cynicisms from time to time.