When I got into the car after work today, the car thermometer read 107°. The thermometer in the back yard hit 102°. (It’s always in the shade – never gets direct sunlight.) The desktop weather widget read 98°. And it’s so muggy you can drink the air.
Welcome to mid-August.
Once again, we have gone from winter to summer without ever really seeing spring. No fair. Spring is my favorite season. Gently warming after the freezing winter months – and months – it’s supposed to slowly acclimate us to the unbearableness that is summer.
Except it never seems to happen that way.
I admit to being a weather wuss. When it gets this hot, I don’t want to do anything. I turn into a complete slug. Of course, we still have to eat (it takes a lot of work to maintain these figures!) but I just don’t feel like getting über-creative.
Time for salads.
Salads are great. They can be clean-out-the-refrigerator or planned in advance. Or a combination of the two.
Tonight’s was the latter.
Happy Hal’s Black Bean Bruschetta, sliced tomatoes, hard-cooked eggs, avocado, marinated artichoke hearts, and thin slivers of asiago cheese, topped with a grilled chicken breast and a simple red wine vinaigrette. And croutons.
Possible thunderstorms tonight as it cools down to the mid-70’s. And only 90° tomorrow. Downright balmy.
Oh well… There’s nectarine and apricot crisp and vanilla ice cream for dessert later on.
That should make everything better…