like a snow day but hot

Hoooweeee.
(Is that how you spell that?)
Who wee.
Boy, was it hot.
K had Monday off and we had a chance to have our annual day alone at the beach.



Some years, if the planets are aligned correctly, we are able to have a day alone at the beach in the early summer and a day alone at the beach in the fall.
We pack the boys off to school and then we go to Whole Foods and buy snacks and then we drive to the beach. We do the crossword puzzle, we look at people (stealthily), we have quiet time and we usually stay until 1:00.



Over the years we have been interrupted whilst having our day alone at the beach.
Sometimes it's was just a phone call, other times it was a phone call and a mad dash home.
This year everything seemed all squared away.
But IT WAS AWFULLY HOT OUT.



See?



See?

So. There we were, listening to the waves and eating our snacks and relaxing - or, actually, we were starting to THINK about relaxing when our cell phones rang.
Both phones.
K thought it was the library (he has a very special relationship with our library and they call him almost every day) but I recognized the number right away - it was the school district.
Our schools were going to close early. BECAUSE IT WAS TOO HOT.



You can discuss this phenomenon amongst yourselves.
We went home.
K grilled some trout, I made some dip and found the cord thing for the camera.



A jar of seasoning a loaf of coconut bread and a hunk of pumpkin.
No, I AM NOT making pumpkin fritters when it is 100 degrees out.
(Don't tell Vida.)