The Heat Wave Has Reached 110 Degrees, My Brother Secretly Flew to Colorado to Propose to His Girlfriend, and Other Random Happenings on a Tuesday in July
The curtain installers were at the house this morning, putting up the bespoke drapes that were designed to match one of the bedrooms back in the Spring. We just got back from a local shopping trip to find appropriate art for various rooms in the house (which you can see some of the first-trial mockups in the picture, as we debated different paintings on each of the walls). Speaking of which, I still have a half-dozen paintings that need to be taken to the local Larson-Juhl framer. They are literally laying on the floor downstairs because I didn’t have anywhere else to put them.
Now I need to run to the Kansas City International Airport to pick up my younger brother, who is flying back in from Denver, where he made a surprise trip to propose to his girlfriend (she said yes!). That is where I was the other day when I posted about Angry Birds; dropping him off at the airport to fly out there for the proposal. If you happen to be coming or going from the terminal, I will be in a massive truck, which is comical in and of itself.
I don’t look forward to driving in this weather because it is miserably hot outside, with temperatures reaching 100° to 110° Fahrenheit (or nearly 38° to 43° Celsius for you international crowd) thanks to the on-going heatwave and drought, which has now turned the neighborhoods here from the usual, lush green into sand-colored fried wastelands. I cannot imagine living without air conditioning in this weather. These are the types of temperatures that send people to the hospital.