We have a lot of rain. We have a lot of cloudy gray days. We have some sunshine. Repeat.
We rarely even get a thunderstorm. Snow is such a scarcity that it's kind of a holiday whenever it snows.
And then there are those few occasional days of heat. Every once in a while, it gets actually hot. Last weekend was actually hot. We don't have central air conditioning plus (as a result of all that mild marine air we usually live in) we are incredibly wimpy when it comes to heat.
The upside? It kind of creates a holiday.
Saturday we went to the river.
Sunday, after church, we encamped in our bedroom. (In our bedroom we have a small air conditioner that we didn't even plug in last summer because we didn't need it.)
Adam and I have often lamented the disproportionate size of our bedroom. (Why can't I transfer some of the space to my kitchen?)
But not any more.
We spent all day there. We napped, played games, read. There was space for everyone.
We ate in there. It was one of those, "I can't believe we're really doing this," sort of moments but then we did.
Because of that blessed air conditioning.
|See the computer monitor behind Mark? We used it for Netflix Saturday night...in the air conditioning.|
Here's the good news. I realized I have the perfect spot for Thanksgiving dinner someday when our children all have families of their own.
(and then we can all take a nap)