I've had probably half a dozen ideas for blog posts in the last few days but can I think of any of them? No, no, I can not.
We've had several days above 30 degrees and while once upon a time I didn't regard 30 as hot, now I do. It's muggy and sweaty and relentless. Thursday was the Australia Day holiday, Friday is a non-working day for me and of course Sat/ Sun is the weekend so I have been at home, not in the air-con at work, not distracted.
In hot weather I drink a lot of "iced coffee" which is just instant coffee stirred into milk. Right now I have a tall glass of pineapple juice left from Christmas. It would be better blended with ice and mint but I didn't think of that.
Milly won't lie on her bed in this heat but prefers the floor and has even taken to seeking the coolest spot instead of the one near me. I wondered if her old lady teeth would handle an ice bock and remembered the way Harry thought an ice block was just the bees knees, tapping his nose to the freezer door to ask for more as he cronched the last bits of the one in his mouth.
The teal and raspberry coloured kitchen I designed in 1999 is as serviceable as it ever was and not really showing it's age except that I suddently want something more subtle. After church this morning we went for gelato and I became temporarily obsessed with a blue/ grey laminex used in the ice cream shop. Do other people suffer from this thing where something that has been acceptable for decades is suddenly. just. not. right?
I'm liking this video. Sound on and sound off are two completely different experiences. I wonder which you like best?