“Your mamma’s rich, and your daddy’s good lookin'”
Well, the lovely part of summer is over, dead, and the weather won’t stop being shitty for at least three months. I think – and this may be a sign of desperation akin to “it’s not the heat, it’s the humidity” that this weather inflicts on us – that i wouldn’t mind the heat as much if it weren’t for the sun (yes, that’s right, the heat and sun have nothing to do with one another, i’m sure). I do hate the heat; it makes me sweaty and tired and dehydrated and lethargic. But more than that i hate the direct sun. I don’t tan, i crisp in the sun. I don’t even want to tan, though i’ll take it over burning the hell out of myself, i’d just as well be as white as i am. Yesterday, me and Dog walked to the laundromat in the afternoon. I wore my sunglasses, of course – i basically can’t see outdoors in the summer without them. Even so, i had a headache from the light in about 5 minutes. I still have it, only when i move around too much. But really, i don’t want to deal with this crap all summer long.
Nonetheless, i finally figured out a really good (i.e. simple) way to make the dress i want, and i got the pieces measured, cut out and kind of pinned together. Sewing tonight, perhaps. Though i need to decide on/find some trim i like.
“Summertime” – as my father used to sing it to me at bedtime, not as it is written – from Porgy and Bess