Heat Wave

I have tried to start a post like 27 times but everytime I somehow get distracted with other things. Like right now, Im eating a Mint Dilly bar from DQ and My multi-tasking is struggling. We are barely alive right now. Not because of illness but because we live in a small place called the Heater. Today is a measly 113 degrees with what seems like 50% humidity. I have yet to see a drop of precipitation coming from the sky. Monsoon season My foot. Speaking of humidity. My mom has been wanting to sit in the steam room at the gym for a few days but what really sealed the deal for her was that you burn 300 and something calories in just 20 minutes. I didnt think it would be that bad until I sat down and after 30 seconds steam was blowing all over my body and it smelled like dead body. I stuck it out for 2 minutes folks. 2 minutes. In that time I calculated that I burned about a half a calorie and will never be entering the Steam room again. The steam part, I might be able to handle but dead body stench and I dont really mix well.

ANYWAYS... Presley and I have tried to stay cool as best as possible. She roams in mostly a diaper and I roam in mostly my underwear. We live close to AZ Mills so we go over to Rainforest Cafe and look at the fishys and eat Dippin Dots once a week because I cant bring myself to purchase an $18 ticket to the Aquarium at AZ mills for what I know will be an hour tops. We hang out at the pool almost everyday. We share popsicles, ice cream and cold water bottles. I make weekly runs to DQ and when I say runs I really mean purchase half of DQ, bring it home, stick it in the freezer and eat it throughout the week. Well that is unless your husband consumes it in about 24 hours and leaves you high and dry. Oh who am I kidding, I ate 5 out of the 6 dilly bars last week plus my vanilla cone covered in crunch coat and my Medium oreo blizzard. I have a slight problem. I have consumed more then my weight in ice cream in the last few weeks. I dont feel to bad because Im working my butt off everyday at the gym. So GET IN MY BELLAY!

Zach has recently informed me he will NOT, I repeat, WILL NOT be purchasing a home in Arizona. His suggestion was to move to the Andes Mountains and become Alpaca farmers. The Andes Mountains average climate is 64 degrees Farenheit. Some locations colder some warmer. I told him to be safe and dont forget to write often.

Other that avoiding heat stroke we are all doing fine. Presley has a mother again now that Musical theater Summer camp is over. She is quite the little terror at the gym by stealing crayons from the older kids and stealing all the kids identification stickers off their backs and putting them on herself. Her favorite word is No. Crazy I know. She loves twirling like a ballerina and her new favorite thing is Ring Around the Rosies. She sings Rock A By Baby to her dollies and kisses them. She knows what a cow, dog, chicken, bird, kitty, Duck, Horse and tiger says. She will carry on full conversations for about 10 minutes with you and you will only understand maybe 10 words total. She LOVES her grandpas. As soon as we pull up to my parents she asks for Grandpa even if he isnt there. She will point to his hummer when he has the mustang and wave and yell Bampa! She child eats every second of everyday unless she is asleep. My daily task is finding something for her to eat all the time preferably healthy. She is my little mini me and follows me around all day. She is into anything and everything. She runs away when I try to get her dressed, change her bum, brush her teeth, and just about anything else she doesnt want to do. She is so stinking cute though. And its a good thing too.