Later...
10 years of using Missy by pretending to be her friend have finally paid off as we got to swim in her pool on a HOT day. The usual crow was there, Liam & Ang and Kenna & Lo Lo (who also happen to be using Missy for her pool). Afterwards, we enjoyed yummy homemade lasagna in the A/C. Gracias!!
All this while while my pink bra hung out of my defective Old Navy purple tank top. If you are wondering whether it is worse in my house in the winter or summer, let me discuss. The winter is long and painful, mainly on the ground floor where one cooks, yet you can retreat upstairs to the tropical oasis that is our attic bedroom. The summer is intense but only has a few steaming days with stifling air, yet you can retreat to the frigid oasis that is our A/C- ready attic bedroom. In the winter you can put on layers, but in the summer you can go swimming. In the winter you can fly to Mexico, but in the summer you can not fly to Alaska because it is summer there, too. Nothing has ever melted in the summer while things have frozen solid in the winter. In conclusion, winter is worse.
Finally, I leave you with some Noriisms:
Me: "How did you sleep?"
Nori: "Really good!"
Nori: "It was really good! I miss you. Where you went, college?"
"Judy will be the bride and Keith will be the guy"
While throwing tennis balls around the kitchen:
