It was hot and humid... or as the weathermen in Pittsburgh on KDKA radio used to drone on, "hazy hot and humid" often followed on by Kahn's wieners commercials " Kay Aye H En Esss" ...so hotdogs and hazyhothumid always go together. Pittsburgh kind of perfected Hazy Hot and Humid as it is in a valley, with inversion, and with bad air pollution. So despite the absolutely Miltonian moments of the tremendous blast furnaces being tapped--and visible from miles away...with sparks, and flames and white hotness, the flip side was dreadful air, sweltering temperatures, and seemingly no relief. At least here in the fabulous Finger Lakes, we are not inverted, not in a valley and as often as it gets hot to the enth degree, we often get relief in a day or so. Pittsburgh--with that HHH mantra could capture weeks without relief, without a break, without a promise of a breeze. The refuge of the clammy cool basement always beckoned. Pathetic, really.
We had a massive quick soaker yesterday with promise of the same later this afternoon. Rob has gone off to the Adirondacks to some trade event with the Governor to help the Museum Association of New York promote a bill that they are working with the Board of Regents on. He will miss the last day of Grassroots, and the final day of his vacation (Monday) but he seems good with that. I take Alex down for the bus early this afternoon and hope to go to buy my new favorite thing for breakfast. Wait for it. Coconut Yogurt. Oh my. That with blackcaps and a sprinkle of either muesli or granola and I think I have gone to heaven. I bought my first go of this delight at Aldi in their "its a limited buy, so stock up now section"--thinking well, it could be totally weird, but it also could be a game changer. It is sublime...almost a dessert--with the pucker of yogurt and the tropical quiet coconut flavor that sends me. Enough of this chat.
I must go. Bills need to be created. Packages packaged...and prepped for the mail tomorrow.
Just wanted to say, hey.