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/home/karlrees/public_html/gallery2/bla hot enough to fry an egg | Wayne and Rebecca Madsen

hot enough to fry an egg

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We've often attempted to console ourselves that part of the reason we have to pay so much in rent each month is that we're paying for the weather. The nice weather. The weather that never changes, is never too hot, nor too cold, and that you can always plan a trip to the beach whenever you want because you know the weather will work out for you. This week, however, we ask ourselves what in the world we're paying rent for. Highs of 94-degrees Fahrenheit?? Lows at almost 70-degrees?? This isn't what we asked for. It's 10-degrees warmer than usual on both counts, without even our usual cross-breeze in our apartment to keep us cool at night. Even with our nice shade trees, our upstairs apartment without AC is warmer than that still. We're not even cooler than Ann Arbor, or Austin, or even Provo. At least it won't last forever, and soon we can again use the weather to attempt to ease our financial woes....