Thank goodness for air conditioning. Thank goodness for a work office where I am so cold I actually wear a sweater. Thank goodness that Whitney's work doesn't go swimming when the heat index is to high so I don't have to worry about her getting sunstroke. Thank goodness for air conditioning (yes I said it a second time I mean it soooo much).
|Those 98/99 degrees are just there to tease us. It will never be that cool.|