This is a busy summer. I'm in the middle of teaching my graduate class--coteaching, actually. (My teaching partner is my better half, and makes the month-long course a joy.) Two friends and I are embarking on a big (huge for us) undertaking involving storytelling. And it's hot.
Last week it got to 101 degrees. In St. Louis, that goes hand in hand with a humidity level of 127%. That might be an exaggeration, but only a slight one. In this part of the country, folks get to take shower as soon as they walk out the door--the sweat immediately starts dripping down every crook and crevice on our midwestern bodies.
Summertime... and the livin' is easy. And sweaty.
Despite the heat, I've decided to make the season even hotter. Taylor Sheridan and I are having a hot and heavy love affair.
Why Taylor Sheridan? Why have I fallen in love with this smooth writin' man? Check out my post on the Muffin...
... and keep cool. This sweltering weather--around here--could stay with us into September.
