It's hot!

August 26, 2013 – Monday

68 degrees/cloudy/calm

Pentoga Road

These mornings remind me of my grad school days while attending the University of Southern Mississippi in Hattiesburg. It felt like I was in a steam bath from the time I got out of bed in the mornings until I retired at night as heat and humidity were the norms. It’s currently the same here in the UP, at least for the waning days of August. It’s hot.

Yesterday’s foray into the mid-90’s shattered the old record by several degrees. The wind blew all day making for a blast furnace scenario. I’m not a big fan of air conditioning, but had no trouble staying indoors when possible on Sunday. Our’s in the bedroom ran all night as well.

Large storms came rumbling across the Upper Peninsula in the early morning hours. We were awakened more than once by crashing thunder and heavy rains. Over half-an-inch of water is sitting in the rain gauge this morning. Temperatures are forecast to stay hot all week.

Yooper Brother Mark arrived at the house yesterday morning and we spent several hours installing the trim around the bathroom window. Other than one small piece, it’s done and will be ready to stain on the inside, paint outside. For certain, it makes our little home on Pentoga Road look much nicer and should definitely help with the heating situation this winter. Thanks, again, Mark!

Now there's a guy who's secure about his masculinity. Mark is perched high atop Sargie's kitchen "Barbi Stool."

Sargie and I ventured into town later in the afternoon and quickly found that even with the air conditioning, it was too hot to drive around or do our usual bit of shopping. We completed our errands and came back home.

I spent some time in the garden Sunday evening picking a few pole beans and plucking broccoli spears. I gathered enough that we had both along with potato salad for supper last night. It was a good supper for a hot and muggy late-summer evening.

Today will be spent working on this semester’s classes. I’ll utilize the large forty two-inch computer screen. It’s much easier on the eyes, although it’s sometimes feels as though I’m doing homework at the movie theater. For me, it’s pure pleasure.

Other than that, I’ll sneak into town later on the four-wheeler, purchase the piece of trim, and finish the window. But first, there’s coffee to sip, news to listen to, and deep thoughts to think.

After all, a man’s work is never done…

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…