Charlie is cutting my grass in this heat and it is making me feel guilty. Here I am in my cool home, sipping ice cold orange drink, and listening to Maggie whine. Maggie loves Charlie and hopes he will come in soon.
George stopped by for a brief while this morning. I had a wicked sense of humor this morning and was giving George a hard time.
"Are all whiteboys as goofy as you?" George asked.
Mrs. Jones, George's mom, was cooking liver and onions for lunch. I was almost tempted to invite myself. Oh, how I love liver and onions.
The high today is supposed to be 98 degrees. The hottest day of the year so far. I've got my fingers crossed that we may get a few heat induced thunderstorms this evening. If so, I am going to stand out in the rain and raise my arms like Willem Dafoe in that heart wrenching scene in the movie Platoon.