On Sunday we decided to go looking for another window air conditioner and there were none to be found all over town. The one place where we did find one, it was $399. And that's insane. So we bought another standing oscillating fan instead. As I type this it's 10:30 pm and still 87 degrees. We have the air conditioner on high and all 6 of our fans going full-blast.
Rumor has it that the heat will be less bad on Thursday... which means we'll still have to endure another few days of this sickening heat. It's sad that I've been looking forward to going to work, simply for the air conditioning.
Needless to say, I haven't done any sort of DIY anything in the last couple weeks. I haven't even gotten my sewing machine out from under the pile of stuff on top of it... Maybe this weekend she'll come out to play.
Today is Ezra's birthday. I can't believe he's 2. We went out to eat at the cute little diner downtown. He got a PB&J and fresh fruit, but ended up eating about half of my fries when he saw that there was "dip" aka Ranch. He loves dip so much it's gross. Last week he even insisted on dipping a waffle in it. Frank thought he'd prove a point by letting him have some, but sure enough, we heard yummy sounds coming from his mouth after he dipped his waffle and ate it.
Here are a couple pictures from our trip to California. I forgot my camera at home (brilliant, I know). So I only got a few pictures this trip. It was a whirlwind trip this time. Not sure why it seemed so short... I guess because we were so busy everyday. Next time I'm staying longer than a week.
My dad took us to the Zoo and Ezra loved it. We got REALLY close to one of the "grillas"
He found this blow up guitar at Holly's house and thought it was pretty awesome.
(Poor Riley didn't know what to think.)
Hopefully in the next couple weeks the weather will be less terrible so my friend Stacy can take his 2 year old pictures. And hopefully by then I'll be able to muster up the courage to take him for a hair cut. It's getting so shaggy and he keeps pushing it out of his eyes. I'm sure I'll cry when those curls come off.