Its hot....really hot. Thermometer on my back door says it 105. No breeze, just sticky hot. Thank the Good Lord for air conditioning. I cant image how anyone survived without it. Not in Texas anyways. I suppose they spent lots of time in lakes or ponds, or in front of one of those huge noisy fans. Sometimes its the little things we are so accustomed to that we forget to appreciate.
So its the middle of the summer (my favorite part by the way) and the kids are getting restless. We have organized and purged the whole house, and it feels really good. I find that the kitchen is calling me. Baking is good for the soul. And if your indoors all day, there's nothing like the smell of Banana Walnut Cake baking. And a big cold glass of Lemonade Tea...in the air conditioned kitchen.
The kids and I are going to try making homemade vanilla ice cream tonight....I think it will go nicely with a tall glass of rootbeer.
