It’s true your official start is Saturday, but we both know you settled into Alabama at least a week ago.
You feel like a wet blanket draped over this part of the world.
I walked across the road from my truck for work the other day, and by the time I got to the office I needed a shower.
I do have to give you at least partial credit for my recent weight loss.
When I go on my walks, even though the most recent ones have been after dark, you make me sweat until I can’t sweat anymore.
We’ve barely had a spring, and you’ve already made it your mission to make Southerners melt.
We appreciate it.
I guess it wouldn’t be fair if I didn’t mention at least a few of the opportunities you’ve ushered in along with your high temperatures.
We have wondered for months if you might do your part to kill this vicious virus so if you’d go ahead and start, it’d be great.
You’ve paved the way for Fourth-of-July fireworks and homemade ice cream.
You’ve brought weather semi-suitable for walks, travel, fishing trips, lake life and lazy days.
Since you’re here to stay until October or November, I guess I’ll say thanks for all of the things in the sentence above this one.
Please take it easy on us this year.
This post is a response to Sue’s prompt, which is “welcome.”
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Casey: Written as only a true Alabama native can write. We have learned to sweat.