Anyways, it has been ridiculously hot/humid in DC. I know, I know, everyone in the south is probably cursing me right now and thinking I'm a baby because they deal with heat all year long. I don't care. It's supposed to feel like 110 degrees on Friday. I'll cry if I want to.
This little entrepreneur is capitalizing off the heat wave:
That is the most legit lemonade stand I've ever seen. I'd bet any amount of money that that little girl has a part time job assembling all her neighbors crap from Ikea. (I love Ikea, but seriously, sometimes you need a masters degree in engineering/chinese to put their stuff together.) Oh, and the lemonade was darn good - that was no Crystal Light. Totally worth the $1.
I am protesting running in this heat so I'm either going to the gym to run on the god forsaken treadmill or going swimming. Yesterday I went swimming. I found out I suck at swimming. I did 3 laps, got winded and thought sitting out in the sun and taking pictures of myself would be a better choice. ha. Don't worry, I got back in and did a few more laps...maybe.
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