End of the Calculation
Today was different. Very different. Today, I left the house wearing jeans, a shirt with sleeves (short, yes, but sleeves) and a jacket. A JACKET!
It was cool! The thermometer stuck on the outside of our window said around 70, but I think it just got stuck on the way down, because it felt more like 60. (According the Accuweather.com, the high was 79, low was 59.) The sun came out later and it warmed up enough to take off the jacket, but it was still quite refreshing to leave the house and not be sweating before you even walk out the front door.
"Thank goodness, some relief from the calcule," said Dr. B, as we took an evening walk.
"What?" I asked. "The calcule? Oooohhhhhh, you mean the canicule! A calcule is a calculation, a canicule is a heat wave."
"Huh," he said. "No wonder I was getting weird looks at work."