too hot for words

No, seriously.

It's 34 degrees outside my window right now and, factoring in the humidity, that feels like 40 (or 104 Fahrenheit for the metric-challenged among us).

Sounds like time for a big glass of homemade extra-lemon iced tea and something cool and salad-ish for dinner. Thank goodness for air conditioning.

And that's all the words I can manage after a hot 40 minute commute home from work across the construction-clogged top of Toronto.