Yesterday I spent the afternoon at the fair with my granddaughter. It was hot, hot, hot. 99 degrees hot. I stood in the shade whenever I could. Drank cold lemonade and water. Ate an icy. In the end, the sweat still poured down me like a small drip of a bathroom facet. It was a fabulous time, however I was drained in the end. I went to bed early and slept 12 hours straight. When I awoke my family was in full swing of the day. My husband in his lawn mowing clothes rough-housed on the couch with our granddaughter and then looked up at my sleepyhead. “Go ahead, make fun of me for sleeping so late.” He stared at me for a minute and replied, “I can’t believe you got up so early!” We all laughed.
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