Yesterday's subject line was a Spanish translation (Gracias, Eliza!) of a German phrase that I used frequently to torture my high school German teacher with. Herr Wells was the most patient teacher ever, and he paid for it over and over. "How would you say, 'I would like to purchase a train ticket,'" he'd ask. I'd raise my hand and confidently respond "Die kuh ist rot!"
I wish I could track him down and apologize. He was such a good teacher, and had a real passion for the language. I would tell him that when I eventually lived in Germany, his instruction served me well (ein bier, bitte!), and that when I went back to Germany, many years later, I was able to successfully purchase a train ticket completely in German. And I can still count to 100 in German (ein, zwei , drei, vier...neunundzwanzig).
It was 109 here yesterday. The weather page tells me it is a record for September 1. It is supposed to be 111 here today, but I see it has been adjusted down to 108. Whew! I had plans to go see the Hello Kitty truck today, but have no desire to stand a few hours in a hot parking lot.
I'm sitting in the back yard with my coffee and my little laptop. A hummingbird just flew up to the feeder and spent a moment there before flying over and hovering directly in front of me to tell me, "Dude, we need more food!"
Kind of September-like.