Before Clark and Cheyenne left to come see us, I told them that it’s so freakin’ HOT here that it wasn’t necessary to pack sweatshirts or jackets.
Good thing they NEVER listen to their mother.
P.S. Mother Nature may have forced Mark and I into wearing warm clothes today but we still have our flip flops on.
Here’s to hiking to the laundrymat in the rain. We’ve got a washing machine on board, but it’s time to take a huge load of towels to the professionals.