My "no complaining about the heat" idea is over. Being positive is overrated. I'm officially complaining. 107 today according to my handy dandy weather app. That is not fit for man nor beast! At almost 9:00 p.m it's still 101. Yes, I am done. I realize my complaining will not in any way alter the actual temperature or weather patterns, but at least it lets off a little steam.
Emma's first day of first grade went swimmingly (still stuck on the "heat" theme here). She had a bit of a fever last night so we considered postponing things, but in the end her excitement won out. We did however opt for school in her jammies. We'll save first day of school pics for tomorrow when we have time to brush our hair. Twenty years from now no one will be the wiser.
Connor and Austin survived football practice. They are tougher than I am...but don't tell them I said that. After all the morning festivities I got the grocery shopping done and was able to pack away another five meals in my freezer. I'll try to get a few more done tomorrow. Meals in the freezer will help tremendously when all the football games start up in a couple of weeks.
I'm going to go plop down on the couch now and put my feet up. It's been a full, but wonderful day. I think I deserve a treat don't you? There's one of these in the freezer calling my name. Oh yeah, they are divine and they're all mine! I told the kids they're "mommy treats"...don't judge me.