Feels like we've been living in a box for the last six days. Too damn hot to do anything outside. So we've been doing projects indoors all week. The Playmaker's Sister is doing a pool camp this week, so she's all set. The Playmaker has been reading, doing his dribbling drills in the basement and playing Topps Attax. (There has, perhaps, been some TV mixed in. PTI, Sports Nation and NBA Summer League.)
This morning, we decided to spit in the face of the heat. After humping the elliptical for 66 minutes, showering, checking TweetDeck and then reading in bed with The Playmaker, we led the troops outside around 8:15 AM. The Dog ran around. The Playmaker's Sister watered the plants and flowers (and then let The Dog chug from the hose). The Playmaker rode his scooter and then continued to work on his New Shot. That lasted a quick hour, at which point we went inside for breakfast.
Eff you, Heat Wave.
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