Belly Dancer's Nightcap

Rain Dance

So the heat here the last week or so has been unusual for Germany. Which is great timing considering the fattest girl in Germany lives here now. Yesterday as Jack and I were trying not to suffocate into a ball of flames - What? Drama Queen? No, not me. - sitting as close as we could get to a fan, I kept trying to think, "Only a few more days of this." It's supposed to cool off in a few days but when you're a pregnant buffalo it's hard to remember that. I would console myself with the thought that we couldn't die of it. As the day wore on and the heat depleted my energy my deranged, little brain began to think, "Wait a minute! Maybe we can die of this."

Just as I was thinking I can't take it much longer the most miraculous thing happened. As my husband was walking in the door from work the wind started picking up. Now I'm not talking a nice breeze baby. I'm talking wind that slams doors shut and blows Jack's hair way offa his head. Yes'mam, I'm talking thunderstorms. We opened all the doors and windows and the degrees were dropping fast. It was like a party we didn't know we were invited to. It cooled the whole house down which hasn't happened for days. Like I said, in Germany most people don't have air conditioning so if the temperature is still in the high 80's at dinnertime and drops slowly from there the fans in your room aren't going to help much when you go to bed.

We got another storm at 4 in the morning - a big one - and now it is so nice and cool. Thank you Jesus! It's amazing to me that thunder that reduces me to a two yr old hiding under my covers doesn't scare Jack. He sat up in his bed, and in a little chipmunk voice said, "Hmmm, Huh, Mmmm..." I put him in bed with us and he sat there like a sleepy, teddy bear watching the lightening.

Small things that are huge these days. Thank you, thank you...Amen!

Posted by M. of the Gypsies at July 28, 2006 03:36 AM | TrackBack