We are in a heat wave and this is the summer that my husband and I decided to try skipping air conditioning. Our old house doesn't have central air, but we're not planning to get out the window units either. When I happened to check the temperature at 3am this morning (don't ask), it was still 82 degrees outside. It came down from 91 when I went to bed. That's hot for my part of the world.
It's possible we will get out the window bangers (as my dad calls them).
I'm feeling feeble and listless, inclined only to drink things with ice in them and take arctic showers three times a day. Last night in a fit of insanity I made a caftan, but I'm too hot to photograph it.
I've been going to great lengths to keep the heat outside. Not that we felt like eating Asian crockpot beef, but the roast had been thawed before the heat wave, so I did my best.