You know, I really should feel sorry for Monday. It is likely the most maligned day of the week. But, that said, here we go again. At least there’s only one more to go this month after today.
In other news. It’s hot. We hit 108 on Saturday and almost that yesterday. A friend describes our current weather pattern as the 7th gate to hell hot. I can buy that. I don’t want to but since Mother Nature is shoving it down our throats, I’m thinking maybe a bribe will work. West coast is getting a year’s worth of rain from Hilary. Everything between the Rockies and the Mississippi is baking in a brick pizza oven located in Hell’s food court. East coast? Sorry, I didn’t see a weather report for y’all. My bad.
I’m off to Wallyworld early. Doesn’t take long for asphalt and concrete to heat up. It’s bad enough when people leave kids or pets in their cars for ANY length of time in this brutal weather but they often forget–because they wear shoes, that puppers have bare paws. Yes, Jake goes with me pretty much everywhere because…hey, he’s my service dog, but when it’s like this, we stay home unless we’re hitting a drive-thru or curb-side pick-up. Anyway, early morning trips before the sun has a change to re-heat the pavement. With temps over 100, the hard surfaces don’t totally cool off overnight. But groceries must be bought.
Progress! Still slow but steadier on the edits. Saturday brought a massive rewrite of a pivotal chapter. Usually, edits and revisions means cutting scenes and words in order to tighten up the story, plot, and overall flow of things. In this case, I added almost a thousand words but I’m much happier with the scene and more of the main characters’ personalities come out in it. Originally, I’d planned on including a Christmas short story (previously “released” here on the website) to make the book a bit longer. That said, it currently stands at approximately 75K words. I’ll put a poll up before I get to the point of fnal formatting for publication but feel free to express an opinion now.
Still in marathon mode on Nalini Singh’s Psy-Changeling series. I’m currently on book 15. The latest book released last week so I’m a bit behind but hey, I’m “listening” to my own words at this point so I can slow to a quick walk instead of a fast jog on this series.
Soccer practice has started and seems to be going well. Stormy’s first game is supposed to be up the turnpike this coming Saturday. A lot will depend on the timing of the game as to whether or not he’ll get to play. The whole family will be up there anywhere, for Baseball Boy’s dad’s memorial service on Saturday afternoon. We’re hoping for a morning game so Stormy can play, then clean up and change for the service. We’ll see.
Not much else going on. I am occasionally adding snippets to the Moonstruck Mafia book when the urge to write new words hits hard. I’m really concentrating on the edits and my brain is already crowded with stuff, most of it extraneous to the task at hand. Anything new in your necks of the wood?
Silver James 
It’s been quite here. Some days are hot and humid and others have been chilly and rainy. At least the nights are cooling off so it’s easier to sleep. I only need to turn the ac on in the late afternoons when the sun hits the front of the house. I’ll take it. Of course then I don’t want to cook dinner.
Just had a phone call with a nurse for genetic testing. We shall see what happens.
And I hate it when people don’t pay attention to their dogs paws in the heat. One of our local channels actually gives a report when it’s hot on that along with the weather report. And good golf days and hair days to with the humidity. Which has been gawdawful.
We’re looking at triple digits and high humidity through Saturday. Ugh. I’m so done with summer! Good luck with the genetic testing. And yeah, the station I watch the local weathre on is always talking about outside temperatures and the effect on pavement (concrete doesn’t get quite as hot as asphalt but it still gets hot enough to burn bare feet and paws!), interior temperature of cars and warning to not leave kids and pets inside. It was so hot Saturday that the fire boots melted on a crew fighting a house fire. The soles seperated from the uppers and that was the outside hose crew! Crazy sauce. Hang in there!