A few weeks ago as we were leaving the clinic from a pre-natal appointment, my OB walked out with us and kind of looked around.
“It’s getting kind of warmish, how are you dealing with the heat?”
Warmish, just to be clear, was about 95 degrees. I assured her I was staying cool, and Kyle and I went on our merry way.
Now time has passed, and it’s gotten more summery and hot (it’s regularly between 100-112 now). The other day I walked to the apartment office to check on something and get the mail, and I thought to myself, “Wow, it’s not that hot today.”
When I checked the temperature, it was 98 degrees outside.
You know, warmish.