Air Conditioning Repair = Bad Porn

You know what is really lame?
105 degree days.

Know what's lamer?
105 degrees and a broken air conditioner.

::sigh::

Last night, Flutter and I started our girls sleepover karaoke weekend. We noticed it was super hot. (like 86 degrees hot) And then I realized that the AC was broken. DAMMIT. Flutter was a trooper though and stuck it out. And I called several AC repair places today.

We were so hot that we decided to just go ahead and set up my pool. So we're out there huffing and puffing, knowing full well that when we were done there would be no refreshing cool air in the house to go into. Instead, we parked two chairs in the pool and sat in it while it filled up.
We didn't get out until our butts were wet from the pool water rising so high.

Around this time, the AC repairman called and said he was on his way. So I got out of the pool and put on dry pants. Flutter decided to just take off her pants. (interject here to say that I'm totally cracking up at that - and uh, we just heard a big train horn...there is no train by here. uh...yeah.) Anyway, so Flutter is wearing a towel around her waist (she assures me she is also wearing underwear) She has parked herself on the couch in said towel and is reading a book when the repairman shows up. (bow chicka bow bow).

Sam (as it says on his shirt) works his magic, steals all my money and then leaves. (giving me a "how you doin'!" look as he tells me to enjoy my summer). When I come in laughing at Flutter and telling her that this is how bad porn starts she tells me...

Well, you're pigtails aren't really helping either.

Touche'