I know I have talked a lot about the Texas heat this summer, but I thought I might add one more post about "The Dog Days of August" — Texas Style 🤠☀️
Bless our hearts… we have officially entered the dog days of August right here in Texas. When I step outside it feels less like I'm just going outdoors or to the pool and more like I'm opening the oven door to check the biscuits. 😂
The grass is begging for mercy, and the cicadas are carrying on like they’re being paid by the decibel. The pool has the kind of visitors that I don't really like to welcome..WASP and YELLOW-JACKETS. They are thirsty and are in need of a drink.
By noon, the steering wheel is approximately 475 degrees, the seatbelt buckle is considered a branding iron, and nobody in their right mind is touching a black leather car seat wearing shorts. Thank goodness that my car seats are not black....
Truthfully, we don’t ask, “Is it hot outside?”
We ask, “How bad is it?”....😳
My grand-dog "Lucy" looks at me like, “You go ahead and go outside. I’ll hold the couch down.” 🐶
The sweet tea is flowing, the ceiling fans are working overtime, and the air conditioner has officially become the most respected member of the household. The thermostat stays on 72 and by the time the evening sun is straight above us, it is struggling to stay at 72. (I think it prefers the morning hours)
And the Texas humidity? Honey, you don’t walk through it—you wear it. Hairdos surrender. Somedays I just pull my hair up into a ponytail and thats it...Honestly, it's everyday during the summer. Makeup waves the white flag. And any plans involving the words “outdoor activity” are immediately reconsidered or rescheduled.
But somehow, we Texans survive it every year.
We complain about the heat, pray for rain, sit under the shade tree, swat mosquitoes big enough to have Social Security numbers, and remind ourselves that cooler days are coming.
Eventually.
Probably.
Maybe by Thanksgiving. 😂
August—when the sun is blazing, the tea is sweet, the AC is humming, and Texas is reminding us once again that she does absolutely nothing halfway.
Shug.... 🥵
*The dog days usually span from July 3rd to August 11th ..... however, this year they have decided to stay a while longer...







