Anyone Have A Spare Set Of Gills?

It is October. Usually by the first week of October I have a little spring in my step because I can actually breathe when I walk outside. Not this year. The weather is so incredibly hot and humid that it feels like we are living in a soup bowl or a fish tank or something. I am not asking for anything out of the ordinary. I would just like an 80 degree day and humidity below 90%. I would like to hear my ac turn off now and then and be able to cool my house below 78 degrees.

At the rate we are going there is no way that James will tolerate his Halloween costume - a hand-me-down that would probably fit him perfectly this year...if only. We tested one part of it out tonight and still managed to work up a good sweat:

James, not sure what to think:


Had enough, I don't blame him:


Trying to convince him it is great:


Still a bit curious:


Deciding maybe this is not his favorite costume:



By the looks of things, you would imagine we have all the time in the world to goof off, trying on Halloween costumes and engaging in tom-foolery. I promise, we don't. There were cupcakes to bake for treat day on Friday (baking tonight, icing tomorrow night), pink outfits to pick out for Paint The Gym Pink tomorrow to raise money for the Susan G. Komen Foundation, the class book to review, school bags to fill...and it goes on. Sometimes three minutes looks and feels like three hours of fun, fortunately.