I was always taught the name “Texas” came from the Caddo Indian word “tejas”, which means “friend”. I dispute that. I think it really means “So hot you’ll wish you were dead.” Seriously, it’s been so hot, even at 9pm, that last night we didn’t even venture down to Fun Street. I hustled down to our ice cream joint and brought a quart back and we just stayed in. Today while wandering around the mall (just because it was a cool indoor place to hang out) we found this in Brookstone:

It’s our own personal fan/mister. Think maybe I could hawk a spritz and a little fan time for a couple ‘o bucks down on Fun Street? Look out Billy Mays (RIP)…here I come.
Tonight we’re meeting daughter Erica, SIL Donnie, and their kiddlet Parker at Casa Milagro for E’s birthday dinner. Her b-day was the same as K’s (July 8th) but we couldn’t arrange a get-together until tonight. For her present we’re giving her an afternoon with our housekeeper, Geneva. With all E has to do these days we thought it would be a much appreciated gift.
Lemme ’splain about Geneva. Since we now have this little tiny apartment we really don’t need her to clean up after us any longer, but she’s been with me for so long (10+ years) she’s like family. I just can’t let her go. That, plus we’re just spoiled rotten. 
Hope y’all are doin’ well. I’ll be along shortly to visit you.
S