Though it is mighty hot, about 32. I avoid the sun blasting generally. I went out once today and may go out at 7pm to Mundy, for a fresh cooler evening walk with Billy. 

I have yet to cook the quiche. It is very hot. I ate a sandwiche and hubby did not eat the other half. He left with an ice cream sicle. 

I have written a short story in french with a quick translation in english. Hubby finds it too preachy, too much like a sermon, which he dislikes a lot. He himself can be pretty preachy so that is odd! Anyway, it is an experimental genre lets put it that way. Looking for a particular voice or story line...