OK, so it is 98 degrees out today with humidity to match when we decide to go to Chic-a-filet for lunch. On the way back to the house it has dropped to 95 degrees and I think that there is some hope in sight.
We run out to get some taco shells for dinner, and no more than get out of the car and it is pouring cats and dogs. It looks like the beginning to a hurricane, but the temp is dropping nicely. Walk into the store and groups of people are standing around waiting for it to let up so they can take their groceries and leave. Back home people would have just walked to their cars and went home. This was just too funny, and the store kept dropping power and going completely dark.