I'm giving everyone a shout out today from a puddle of what used to be me...the only thing you can see is my hair and a flip flop I think. It never fails that every time I come up to Indiana, a heat dome moves in and just stops everything. While we were staying at our beach house on Lake Michigan, it was hovering right around a hundred degrees. Who can deal with that? Who can even walk on the sand in the middle of the day with that kind of heat? Well, we did our best to entertain ourselves and ignore the weather. I never knew I could sweat so much in a day's time and still live. My husband and I either walked or ran every day, but had to do it at 5:30 in the morning, else we give ourselves a stroke.
We took a little jaunt to Michigan City one day to see a lighthouse, which is always a highlight for me! Our fun was interrupted by a crazy, intense storm that ended up causing thousands to lose their power (but not us thankfully). We watched some fireworks. We went to the movies one day to find some efficient air conditioning and saw the new Spiderman movie (review tomorrow.)
We took a commuter train into Chicago two different days, seeing The Bean, the Sears Tower (sorry I refuse to call it by the new name), shopping on Magnificent Mile, and Navy Pier. We also got a tour of the Chicago Board of Trade, and went to see a Chicago White Sox game. Sox killed the Rangers, 19-2. I ate Giordano's pizza. It was good. Very good.
We are now on my parents' farm. My husband and our Polish relatives will be here for a couple more days, but the kids and I will be here for another week and a half. I am looking forward to some sweet corn, seeing friends, and getting some reading done.
So the thing about the reading. I am basically not listening to audio. It is hard to do that when you are hanging with family. I have a review due on Karin Slaughter's "Criminal" in a little over a week and I can't imagine how I am going to make that happen. It has started off really good though. I really like the characters in her series.
In print I read Wendy Wax's "Ocean Beach" and am now about halfway through Jeff Ashton's "Imperfect Justice: Prosecuting Casey Anthony" and it has completely gripped me. I've always been a huge fan of true crime, but this happened in my back yard so I was invested before I read the first page. Invested in the most visceral, blood-boiling kind of way. After that, I'm going to dig into Gillian Flynn's back list, because I must.
Cross your fingers that things turn off a bit cooler today. They are saying it will. If any of these farmers want to be able to buy groceries, it had better. Wishing you ALL a cooler Sunday!