Cooking sure gets old during a multi-day heat wave. We shared a small grilled steak last night and I made an oriental noodle salad. I drank too much iced white wine. It went down easy.
That salad looks refreshing, but the dressing was kind of cloying. Who puts a third cup of peanut butter in a salad? A couple tablespoons would have been enough. That's what I get for following exact Internet recipes.
Anyway, it's been hot, hot, hot. Not that long ago, a single 90 degree day in Seattle was unusual; a 5-day string unheard of. It should finally break by early next week when we get our beloved "marine push" off the ocean and temps drop to the high 60's.
Of course it's even hotter in central Washington. Triple digits. The kids walked down to our place by the river to cool off with a picnic last night. Amanda said it was beautiful and peaceful. Gosh, I really start to miss the place after a couple weeks in Seattle.
Maya always finds something enchanting to look at.
In other news, we're finally getting things sorted out with the electrical company. We'll know after the same electricians return next month to complete the job. We hope.
This has gone back and forth for days and consumed much of John's time and energy. For which I'm grateful, because he speaks their technical language and knows what the heck they're talking about. What I know about electricity you could fit in a thimble. And when it comes to working through bids with a fine tooth comb, there's no one better.
Dear friends and family have a good weekend wherever you are.
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