When my husband and I first got married we lived in the second floor of a cape cod house.
It was the teeniest apartment ever, but we loved it (until the mouse incident) see post---->I~is for patter of itty bitty feet
We got married in April. That summer was one hot fry eggs on the pavement kind of summers. It was AWFUL and......
We had no air conditioning.
I was used to hideously hot summers back home in the city because we never had ac there too. Oh and get this; my Mom would insist on making a hot full course dinner every night. The excruciatingly hot kitchen became the enemy number one As a child I would beg my Mom to just order a pizza or make a simple salad. But No sir...having cold chicken salads was like blasphemy (bless her). Ladies and Gents there is just nothing like sweating profusely as you cut into a roast with a hot steaming side dish when its 100 degrees outside and about 150 inside!!!
So when I got married you'd think that I would be used to it....nope.
One week in particular in August was especially brutal....I didn't even have the relief of going to work and enjoying the AC there because the school I work at was closed.
Everything was hot. The walls, the cupboards and even the drinking glasses were hot to the touch. I would be covered in sweat just sitting in the living room. I was taking showers several times a day and would sigh with relief when the cold water touched my skin.
One day we decided the heck with the budget...we were going out to eat.
We went to our favorite sushi place. When we walked in the blast from the AC enveloped us and pulled us further into the restaurant. We ordered our faves and were disappointed that the service was so fast. We sat there hardly saying a word taking tiny bites and relishing every morsel.
The AC was delicious and we were going to enjoy it for as long as we could. The waitress came over several times to ask if everything was OK. "Oh yes." we 'd say and continued to milk the time there as much as possible.
After slowly eating our dessert of fried icecream we came to terms with the fact that we could not stay there forever (Lord knows we tried!) The waitress seemed a bit anxious for us to vamoose.
We finished our meal, paid and left. As we climbed up the stairs toward our apartment we could feel the steamy air rise with us. My husband and I looked at each other and he said
"How 'bout a movie?"
"Yep, lets go!" I agreed
We spent the next several hours in a cool comfy movie theater not caring what the heck was on the screen.
Here's something I found on You tube that fits right in with this heat wave we are having. Hope it brings back memories and puts a smile on your face. Please be safe and cool.