Well hello 85...

In case you've missed it (and really, why would you care unless you lived here), it's been a little hot in Texas. Sixty-eight days of over a hundred degrees.

Which is one day short of tying the record for the hottest year on record.

Seriously.

Most days, 100 would have been a welcomed break. It's been largely 106. 104. 107.

You get the point.

For my Southern folks, it is a dryer heat. Not as dry as say Arizona but certainly far less than 98% humidity.

I'm not sure which one is worse. I remember walking outside in Auburn heading to a summer class and having the breath knocked out of me. Like the humidity was swinging a bat. I was immediately wet but not from the sweat. Just from the moisture in the air.

And my hair was frizzilious.

Here it feels a little more like I'm hanging out in an oven. I assume this is how a Thanksgiving Turkey would feel. I'm not wet immediately but in a relatively short amount of time, sweat is pouring.

Which leaves me wondering A) why I even bothered with makeup and B) when I can get another shower.

But my hair stays flat. And gets flatter because of the sweat.

Ya'll are wondering when you can give me a hug next aren't you?

So the weather-people have been teasing us for a week and half about a coming "cold front".

Last week, I watched the temperature going up, up and up on our "cold front". I don't know about ya'll but 95 doesn't seem all that chilly to me.

But then this weekend, the cold front took a turn for the better and actually looked like it would be a significant drop in temperatures.

And thus this morning, it was 68.

That's a six. And an eight.

68

I could have died.

Needless to say, Pumpkin and I went out for a much needed run.

The trails were rather crowded and we were passing people multiple times as we were all spending as much time as possible outside.

SIDE NOTE: I need to tell you how much I love being here. Everyone is so friendly and polite and has a dog for Pumpkin to pet. A dog who is also friendly and polite. Awesome.

After we came in, I took a shower WITHOUT AN AUDIENCE while Chris played with Pumpkin.

Then, THEN, I went to the fanciest Wal-mart ever to do some shopping for the plane ride. I am dreading this plane trip. But that's another post for another day.

Chris and I got to spend some time together while baby took a THREE HOUR nap.

No idea how that happened.

After nap, we all loaded up and walked to the park. AK is a little too young to really enjoy all the park has to offer. And since she's my kid, she doesn't so much care for the whole getting sweaty and dirty thing.

She does, however, love walking and love watching the other kids playing. We get such a kick out of her thoroughly enjoying herself watching other people have the fun.

People. Watcher.

We wrapped up our day together with dinner at a new BBQ joint.

Baby loved Daddy's ribs. Girly even licked her fingers.

For a kid who gives me her "Eeewwww" face and sticks out her hands for me to clean...between bites of food...that was a huge step. Granted most moms wouldn't have been excited about such poor table manners but, well, I was just happy she liked the bbq.

I'll be shocked if she does it again. But if she does, I'll correct her. I promise, Mom.

When all was said and done, we hit 85 today. Tomorrow looks to be even better. In fact, the whole week looks blissful and I cannot wait to get outside everyday.