BitchBuzz: How to Cope with the Summer Heat

My column this week focuses on the horrible hot and humid weather we're having in a less than serious fashion. Everyone on Twitter will recognise the various stages in composition yesterday (and thanks, Lucy for the penguin comment). The three years, eleven months, six days, twelve hours and fifteen minutes I spent in Houston all come back to me on days like these. I look forward to the cool and cloudy days in western Ireland. And yes, there's a Fall song for this:

How to Cope with the Summer Heat

By K.A. Laity

Because murder's not really an option…probably.

In upstate New York, we're in the midst of a heatwave that doesn't seem to be abating anytime soon. Those with air conditioning or central air stay inside and collapse in the flow. Those without, suffer.

At this time of year, it seems we have to choose between heat-induced cabin fever and melting into a pool of our own sweaty effluence. Surely there must be other options, you say. Of course there are. Here are a few you might consider:

Skinny dip in your neighbour's pool

Sure, you could ask permission or flatter your neighbour until they grudgingly admit you to the watery paradise, but it's far more fun to wait until they are out and simply drop your glad rags and dive in. Extra points for leaving your trash, empty bottles, used condoms and undesirable clothing behind...

As always, read the rest at BBHQ, the Honest Women's Magazine (as we are now called).

I headed down to have dinner with Robert last night; I'm always grateful for a good meal :-) not to mention leftovers, a load of laundry, fresh-picked blackberries and the first peach of the season. Connor is as bouncy as ever. Hard to get a good picture of him as he's always in motion. But here's one: