The only bit of excitement was when Gary and I went together to pick up 4th son at work and my truck overheated. Glad G. was there to do the anti-freeze thing. I can take care of things like that, but would rather he do it. Grateful. And with the heat index well into the 100's, it worked out just fine.
Now it's almost 10pm and I'm getting up every 20 minutes or so, moving the sprinkler about in the front garden. Being on the corner, it takes awhile before everything gets wet, but it's worth it. I remember about 5 or so years ago, it was so dry in July, I impatiently cut back all my black-eyed Susans because they looked so pitiful. Thankfully this summer we've had reasonable amounts of rain, and some cooler days. Just doesn't happen to be this week. Drat. And oddly enough, this is the first time I've had to use the sprinkler. Not bad for July. The flowers really do look gorgeous. 'Course the Crepe Myrtles love the heat and the Susans. My Balloon Flower is perfect, the Butterfly Bushes are sort of thin, but usually come around. The Phlox is pretty, but I keep cutting it, so don't give it a chance. The blooms just smell so doggone good in the house.
Oh, and on Sunday one of the long-standing members at the church personally nominated me to be the Flower Chairwoman, I guess you'd call it. Just have to make sure someone (or me) gets flowers up on the altar for Sunday morning. Nobody did the task this past Sunday and this sweet woman was sad about it. Asked if I'd do the job of seeing to it, and she's such a love, I can't ever tell her no. Plus she's one of Gary's regular clients and has the most delicious deep South accent. I could listen to her talk all day.
So guess that's my news. Not much, but it's all pretty good. Take care and stay cool.
