Summer is the hardest season for me. I really mind the weather and cannot wait for cooler times. This year our humidity has been worse than the normal bad. But I do remind myself I am fortunate not to live miles more down south. One or two days I walked out the door and thought...This is sultry! I am glad to leave that kind of weather to my friends in New Orleans or other such regions.
But back to the weeks I've completed.
My football joy was not long lived but that's the way of the World Cup. You hope you dream and then crash it goes. The French are mauvais. imho
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