Another day enters with a crack and crash -- a lightning storm. Very little rain, but blessed cloud coverage. The room is hotter than hell, the heat has no where to escape. The colder, outside air can't get in. It will if I turn the fan off, very very slowly, but I turn to melted butter, and before I can stop myself, the fan's back on. It's muggy -- but I'll take it. Like I had a choice. Shahhe has taken to sleeping outside at night. You should see her rolling around on the patio (oh! cool! it's so COOOOL!) with her toes all curled up. She's so cute.