/Sarcasm

 

Edward is off for the weekend. I can't call them boys, they're men, they're not even young men any longer. They just ACT like teen boys. They spent the morning playing "Make Mom Jump". The potential heart attack is for extra points. Jamey is six foot five, three hundred and fifty pounds. I have no idea how he walks so quietly. Zeva is approximately 10 pounds and she's noisier. Ed tries. His ADHD works against him. 

I've been trying to get a shower for almost two hours now. T3 and Bear are laying in the tub. I don't have the heart to move them. Fluffy and Rascal join them to lay on the floor off and on. At some point, I am going to have to be the meany and make them move. I'm melting. I barely trust the electrical grid in this house to handle the low wattage fans, there is no way that I'm going to trust a high wattage air conditioner. We either melt or burn, melting is better. 

Storms are supposed to hit the area today. While I do hope they won't affect the fireworks, I sincerely can't wait. I was looking forward to the weather breaking today, but they extended the heat advisory. Not much is getting done today. It's too darned hot and the cats are hogging the shower. 

We are going to go see Jim's sister at some point. She's only here for a week. Jim's off Sunday, so we are dashing. But other than fireworks tonight (that I'm half hoping for a rain delay.. This heat HAS to go). Nothing is really planned. 

We got the dogs doggy ice cream last night. Bacon and cheese and Nuts and cheese which I'm assuming is peanut butter. I have no intent on tasting cheese flavored ice cream. I can see Edward attempting it. It didn't take them long to figure out that it was a treat they liked. Drako ended up pushing his down the stairs though after he tried eating it too quick. 

And Jamey does not appreciate my post banner today. So darned sensitive.