Summer Hiatus

Are you buying that? I just made it up, but it's essentially what happened. In normal parts of the world, summer is the time for playing outdoors and having adventures and whatnot. In Phoenix, summer is the time for hiding in the shaded air conditioning for all daylight hours and most of the night.

I didn't figure that anyone would be terribly excited to hear about the many ways one can find to slack off in the A/C during the Phoenix summer, so I simply quit writing. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.

However, the temperature is at least starting to hint at taking a downturn here (it gets all the way down to 75 degrees at night now, instead of hovering around 100, which means I can wear a regular t-shirt on my 6am dog walks instead of the ever-present tank top), and so the calendar starts to fill with things like biking excursions and cattle round-ups. Yes. More on that later.

I just got back today from a trip back to Kansas City to visit my best friend and my parents. It was a quick long weekend, just so that I could see my friend as a pregnant woman before baby number two makes her arrival. I missed it the first time around (saving the photos), and have never forgiven myself for it. Babies and the whole giving birth thing have always freaked me out, so I'll just say that it was pretty crazy seeing my best high school buddy three weeks from doing so.

I not so secretly hoped that she would go into labour while I was there so I could be around for it, but not even being jostled around by zealous Social Distortion fans at the concert on Saturday night had any real effect. C is just not ready for the world yet, I suppose, and you can't blame the kid for wanting to take her time. It's a jungle out here, after all.

Anyway. With the onset of fall and cooler weather, I hope to be getting out of the house more and have some stories to tell. Next big adventure: the aforementioned Cattle Round Up. I had a few small adventures a bit later in the summer that may bear mentioning, but we'll just have to see about that another time. K and her babies wear me out, and I've got to get some shuteye.