I'm now going to stop whining about the heat. Because if I can't take it, I may as well stay out of the proverbial kitchen (or stay inside, in my case. aaaah, air-conditioning). However, I really neeeeeed those evening walks. I've discovered these walks do many things for me in my absorb/squeeze enterprise. It's good alone time for this intravert and it allows me to: One, clear my mind of all of the day's frustrations; Two, speak to my chosen spiritual force, whom I like to call God; Three, become inspired by and gain more appreciation for the little things; you know, birds, trees, clouds, breezes, and the occassional puppy or kitten when I'm lucky; Four, exercise/sweat - always good; Five, I remember my dad; Six, reminiscing time for a ~plethora~ of other wonderful memories; Seven, get in touch with Mollie - something that I often fail to do throughout the day (working on it). All these things are products of my walks. Without them, I'd be sitting on my couch mindless, thoughtless, inspirationless - yuck!