Lawd, It’s Hot!
Oh Summer! (Second Verse)
Lawd, it’s hot! Now you see why southerners talk slower—it’s just hard to get up the energy to get worked up over having something to say.
While I, of course did not create the heat wave, I still feel a little guilty about it. You knew how much I wanted a real summer. While, certainly I am not the only Southerner to live in New England, I may be the only one who ever hated air conditioning.
When I was a kid growing up in North Carolina begging for air conditioning, my mom always said, “No, I like hearing the birds.” I, too began listening to the birds and enjoyed them as well, eschewing air conditioning as long as I could, even after moving to New Orleans. I did not live in a house with air conditioning until I moved to Mid-City eleven years ago (it came with the house) and even then I didn’t turn it on much.
So I’m just going to say this to you in hopes that it helps:
- Cold water, both inside and out of your body.
- Moving air: Fans all around. (Ceiling fans are the best!)
- Take heart in the fact that when it’s this hot you don’t care to eat much.
- When you do eat, eat watermelon.
- Sit outside in the evening and appreciate how relatively cool it is.
- And talk slow, even then.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Nan is the proprietor of Elmer’s Store in Ashfield, MA. A New England transplant from the Deep South, Nan shares her southern wit, wisdom and charm every week in her column, “Notes from Nan.” Share dinner with her every Friday at Elmer’s. Menu’s are posted with her column. firstname.lastname@example.org