So basically it was so hot here today that even the squirrels had to lie down.

I’M SO NOT KIDDING.
And I’m really trying not to be that person who TALKS INCESSANTLY ABOUT THE HEAT, but MY LANDS, PEOPLE, it was somewhere around 240 degrees in the Home Depot parking lot this afternoon.
But clearly that is an exaggeration. Because obviously 240 degrees is impossible.
In reality the temperature was only, like, 193.
Which is totally cool and refreshing in comparison.
My cousin Paige and her little boy are here for a few days, and we are having the best time watching these two cousins chase each other up and down the hallway while they make truck noises.

Tonight I made breakfast for supper, and as I watched those boys dig into their grits with great enthusiasm, I couldn’t help but think that Papaw Davis – their great-grandfather they’ve never met – must be looking down from heaven and grinning from ear to ear at the sight of them laughing at each other while they ate their bacon.
Come to think of it, Papaw Davis would be beside-himself-wild about every single one of his great-grandchildren. But I can’t talk about that anymore or I’ll cry.
So now I’m going to watch “The Next Food Network Star” and “Design Star” and if “Nashville Star” comes on I’ll watch that, too, because I’m pretty much a sucker for any sort of reality-esque TV with the word “Star” in the title.
As always, my tastes are terribly sophisticated.
Hope y’all have a great week!


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