It’s 88 degrees here in my section of the PNW. It may get hotter. We don’t have air conditioning, but I do have my period, so, you know, that makes things better.
There’s nothing to do but eat a Klondike bar, right?
Except an offspring caught me with it.
“Ooo! We have Klondike bars?” asked Collin.
“No, we don’t.” I replied, holding one in my hand.
“Oh, we don’t have Klondike bars.” said Collin.
FINALLY! My Jedi mind trick practice has paid off!