It’s 99 degrees at 9 o’clock at night — hell, it hit 110 today on both of my outside digital thermometers. One hundred ten. The air conditioning can’t keep up. We’ve had it on 80 for the past two weeks — otherwise it stays on all the time. Now it’s on 80 and the house refuses to dip below 82 degrees. There’s just too much heat.
We did escape. One of the grandmas babysat the almost-3-year-old, and we went to a barbecue in Pacific Palisades. Yeah, it was sort of cool enough to be outside, but not really. We left at 5 p.m. schvitzing plenty, just in time for the 106-degree return.
It’s all numbers. And way too many over 100.
Gotta prep for tomorrow’s 6:30 a.m. tricycle ride. See ya.