Wicked Witch of the West

It's summer in Chico. Yes, we all know what that means. Temperatures over 100 most every day. High humidity. I am no longer the Mutant Penguin. Instead, I am the Wicked Witch of the West who is melting. Knitting dish/washcloths and sitting under or beside fans. Turning on the little fan on my desk at work even though the air conditioner is running full blast. Of course it might just be one long hot flash. Who knows. Ah yes, summer in Chico. I'd rather be in Hemet with Ally, Sean and Matt.