As anyone who knows me even a little bit knows, I am not a "summer person." The heat annoys me, and it leaves me exhausted (and for some reason seems to lower my already-too-low blood pressure even further). On hot days, I stay indoors and keep as cool as possible. Alas, no central air here.
But, after many hot days around these parts--not as bad as the midwest, mind you--I am dreaming of escapes. Such as:
Frolicking in the ocean. Cool water and sea breezes. Sadly, I have to work. Even more sadly, there would be others on the beach, and I don't like sharing.
Cultivating memories of snow. Remember that first, beautiful storm last December?
Dreaming of feasts. Lobster would be soooo good right now: juicy, messy, sensuous. Unfortunately, my spouse is afraid of lobster ("They look like big bugs" he says. So what if they have an exoskeleton?).
What gets you through the dog days of summer?