August is my least favorite month. #1 It’s always so dang hot and #2 School starts back (I’m not in school anymore but the years of starting school in August have ruined the month for me)
I think my dislike for this particular month all started when my sister and I were the flower girls in an August wedding. Not only did we have to wear these big pink poofy dresses (we were both tom boys so naturally we hated the dresses) but it was also the hottest day of the year, right around 120 degrees. The wedding and reception were held indoors so you think we would be protected from the heat…WRONG! The power went out! And let me just tell you that a room, filled with people and no air conditioning, heats up rather quickly. One of the bridesmaids actually passed out during the ceremony. It was so miserably hot! And ever since then, I have hated the month of August. September please get here soon!
P.S. Thank you for all your sweet comments yesterday about me constantly wearing the same hair style and shoes. You made me feel better about my hair and shoe rut 🙂