The official temperature reading here on Sunday last week (this was in my drafts too long) was 117°, and 113° the day after.  Dad and the kids went to the lake to "cool off", but they almost overheated before they got to the beach.  No one complained of such a thing, but I know they must have -- it's the reason why I did not go with them!  It does help to walk that half mile with one's toes in the water, but honestly, that kind of heat makes me feel like my head is the top of a thermometer, and the mercury is about to burst the glass.

But there are some advantages to the heat, at least one.  I'll try to think of two. 

This week my girls changed roommates, and in the process we washed all the sheets and mattress pads.  It's such a quick job.  Throw 'em in the wash, then throw 'em over the line.  The sheets are dry before the next set comes out of the washer. 

And, earlier I had to pour the last of the honey into a smaller jar, but it had crystallized and thickened at the bottom of a plastic gallon container.  The answer -- put it out in the sun for a few minutes!

The hot evenings keep everyone inside.  At this moment my girls are in the living room harmonizing through the hymn book.  Now that, I like!