Comments on: Mental Hallucinations of a Very Hot Summer

By: Hilary

Hilary — Tue, 05 Jul 2011 21:06:26 +0000

“I punished myself by eating a freezie” – this made me snort.

I survived a summer cleaning campers (!) by going indoors every 15 minutes or so to run my wrists under cold water. If you can get your ankles under the tap, even better. I keep mainlining water and stay away from cold sugary things, as the sugar tends to make me even thirstier and also crabby.

Also, let’s hear it for basement bedrooms. I hate them in winter but in prairie summers they are invaluable.

By: Marie Anelle

Marie Anelle — Sun, 03 Jul 2011 21:18:12 +0000

@wondering

unfortunately I couldn’t really get to anywhere and honestly it was so hot outside that making the trip to the corner store drenched me, I can’t imagine having to walk any further. It was really sad.

By: wondering

wondering — Sun, 03 Jul 2011 16:53:04 +0000

For the curious, 44C = 111.2F

In any case, I begin melting as soon as it hits 30C/90F. Marie Anelle, I’m sending you cooling thoughts! Also, are you able to decamp for the nearest mall, community center, or other public building where there is AC?

By: Rhiannon

Rhiannon — Sun, 03 Jul 2011 00:55:47 +0000

Oh and swallowing actual ice cubes is one of the best ways to cool down without electricity.

By: Rhiannon

Rhiannon — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 23:44:28 +0000

I am in Winnipeg as well; I have AC but it was desperately struggling to keep my apartment cold and failing miserably. That day sucked so bad and I am unspeakably happy that it has cooled down to more reasonable temperatures.

Personally I agree with your comment about woman parts sweat; I hate it unequivicably and pretty much never go without some type of fabric surrounding my breasts and lady bits because of it.

By: igglanova

igglanova — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 15:05:34 +0000

Oh man, I am such a baby for heat and humidity. I’ve never gone without A/C if I could help it and summertime is still nAkEd tIMe every time I get back indoors, coupled with not bothering to towel off after showers and keeping the fan on full blast.

Also LOLed for real at ‘little douchebag children.’ Classic.

By: Melissa

Melissa — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 11:56:36 +0000

This post made me laugh.

When I didn’t have air conditioning, my greatest discovery was SUNDRESSES. I wore them pretty much every day. They’re usually so light and made out of such a thin fabric that it’s the closest you can get to walking around naked without actually…walking around naked. It was still hot, but at least you can avoid the sweaty-clothes-sticking-to-you thing, as well as the temptation to say “aw fuck it, I actually AM going to walk around naked!”

By: mumsyjr

mumsyjr — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 01:22:10 +0000

PUT YOUR UNDERWEAR IN THE FREEZER! I’m serious. In a ziploc bag if you like (I do). While you are at it throw in your pillow case, sheets if you have room. If you are fortunate enough to have a relatively dry heat, soak a bandana, keep it on your head, and keep it wet. This does not work so well if it is humid. If you have a small fan put a bowl of ice in from of it, then sit directly where it blows, for a break. Also, on the taking a break kind of route, going to the library if it is air conditioned. My family got very clever the summer we were in Phoenix and the A/C broke. I am normally a no-A/C trooper, but that was hell.
Also, I too love “go the fuck to sleep”. I’ve read a couple blog posts against it and frankly all I got from them was that the authors did not stand the incredibly healing power of humor and laughter. Good luck with the heat, it makes me loopy, too.

By: Marie Anelle

Marie Anelle — Sat, 02 Jul 2011 00:03:38 +0000

@BeckySharper I hear you on the sex thing. There’s a reason both our kids have October birthdays.

By: BeckySharper

BeckySharper — Fri, 01 Jul 2011 23:07:50 +0000

Ooh girl, I feel you! I don’t have a/c except for one window unit in the bedroom that doesn’t work well and which I feel guilty about turning on because it uses so much power and my neighborhood had brown-outs last summer because of the ancient, overburdened power grid. I shamelessly sit in my panties in the living room with a sheet under me so I don’t sweat on the sofa’s upholstery. Since I live alone, this works fine, but I will say that during the dog days of summer I tend to have a lot less sex, unless I’m with someone who has central air. Because the thought of a warm, hairy male body—usually one of my favorite things—becomes WAY less appealing when it’s a gazillion degrees out. This sex-positive feminist becomes downright sex-negative, in fact.