blue artichoke

Yesterday was even hotter than the day before, when I declared it too hot to work/cook/move more than 5' from the window unit. So yesterday, I hopped in my car and road-tripped (I just made road trip into a verb, did you see that?) to St. Louis. I stopped at the outlet shops on the way and bought myself a pair of pants for $6 and another for $9. I hooted around the 'Loo for most of the day, stopping in at World Market and Trader Joe's before I left. Then I drove around for a while looking for a Big Lots that I thought I had seen once in the vicinity, but couldn't seem to find it this time. Ah well. I drove a long way for some bargain pants and some cheap wine, but the A/C blasted and the music sounded good enough to sing along, so I consider it a super three-quarter-day vacation.

When I got home, I congregated in the shared driveway with my neighbors to bemoan the heat and compare degrees of sweatiness. "This is the end of the heat wave," said all the passers-by. And they were right. It cooled off sometime in the night and was mid-80s today. Tomorrow it's supposed to be positively arctic. We're having a cookout to celebrate.

Dinner tonight: cantaloupe & beer (BA); Chili's Southwest Cobb Salad (GC)