Well, we made it through our heat wave here in Mahoosuc Mills. Gosh, what a scorcher! There’s always at least one of those per summer. The temps are back to normal, now, which is a relief! Like I said last week, I don’t mind a hot day now and then, but four in a row? That can really wear you down. I mean, when the top of my favorite lipstick breaks off because it’s melted, that’s where I draw the line!
I admit, I got kind of cranky, which isn’t like me. But if I heard one more sweaty person down to the A&P say, “Hot enough for ya?,” the top of my head was going to explode!
In the morning, I started taking longer than usual walks with Scamp. That way we 
could get some exercise in before it heated up. I waited ‘til after dinner for our second walk, and kept it really short. Poor little fella looked like I felt, listless, not wanting to do much. Well, how would you like having to wear a fur coat in that heat? Even going to the DQ seemed more trouble than it was worth, so you know it was bad.
Now, heat or no heat, we seem to have quite a few joggers here in Mahoosuc Mills. I know! Why would you want to run if no one was chasing you? It’s mostly them younger folks with the good knees and tight clothes. They don’t realize yet that your parts wear out, so you gotta pace yourself for later.
Anyhoo, Scamp and me pass the usual suspects most every morning. There’s Joanne and Kim, walking and talking up a storm. (They see each other every day. How can they have that much to talk about?) And there’s one fella who runs without a shirt on. He’s all hairy and sweaty, folks, and I don’t want to see it. It’s one thing if your married to the guy. I’m kind of fond of seeing Charlie without a shirt on, but not some stranger when I’m walking my dog thing on the morning. I haven’t even eaten breakfast yet!
I don’t want to sound like a prude, ‘cause I’m not. But guys, unless the bottom half of you has on swim trunks and you’re near open water, cover it up! Even when you’re working outside and it’s hot. Keep your t-shirt on and be thankful you’re not wearing a bra!
Speaking of keeping things covered, this is a pet peeve I didn’t know I had until Covid came around: people wearing a mask, but their nose isn’t covered! It’s just hanging out there breathing into the space between the two of you. A variation on this is folks who pull their mask down to talk to you. No! Just no!
Honey, I could go on and on, but I won’t. For now. Because I’m feeling pretty perky today. Gave myself a mani-pedi yesterday and I have this wicked sharp new outfit for work. Tonight, we’re having Italian sandwiches for din-din, with BBQ potato chips. We may even take a drive down to the DQ for Peanut Buster Parfaits, because heck, it’s summer in Maine and that’s how we roll.
That’s it for now. Stay cool. Stay safe. And catch you on the flip side!
Hear Ida Tell It: Cranky Hot