One Good Thing

Gotta love it when, on a day so hot the sun cries, a rainstorm moves in to cool things off, if just for a little bit. Sure, I'm still sticky, but it's not as bad as it was. Earlier it was so hot that when I looked in the mirror I swear my face was melting right off. Hopefully some nice breezes will kick up and then I'll go sit out on the porch. Get me a glass of lem-on-ade, turn on the porch fan, and say things like "Well, I declare" and "knee high to a grasshopper" and "kiss my grits."

Ah, su...