The weather around here, or lack there of, has made this summer one of the longest on memory for me.
It's just been hot and dry for what feels like a year now.
How hot you ask?
It's been so hot and humid here, that I sometimes find myself wishing I was in my homeland of Louisiana. The weather would be the same, but at least I would have seafood to eat and be near mom. However, it did rain here for ten minutes yesterday, the first I can recall in months, which was only a tease and added to the humidity. That happens almost daily in south Louisiana, so no thanks.
How dry you ask?
It's extreme and I'm not using that term loosely. It is so dry around here that it's getting dangerous. The Little Man was playing and running around outside the other day, tripped over his own feet (as he often does), and feel to the ground. Any other day he would pop right back up, laugh it off and get back at it, but he gets up, turns around to display a dry, brittle piece of grass has stabbed him in the cheek and he is bleeding like crazy. Nice.
This is crazy. Even if we want to try and contend with the heat outside to play, the grass is trying to kill us.

wow, guess that's why it's called a 'blade'. Maybe that bluegrass is more dangerous.
Posted by: Brad | Thursday, September 27, 2007 at 08:34 AM
Aw! Poor little buddy! Now that is some serious grass to cause bleeding.
Posted by: samantha Jo Campen | Thursday, September 27, 2007 at 07:58 PM