I am so hot that I want to die. The largest downside to visiting my mother is that Donny insists on keeping the house above 75 degrees in the winter. It is 81.5 right now. I am in a tank top and loose yoga pants and lying in a pool of sweat. He's about to be under a fleece blanket while wearing two pairs of socks, sweat pants, T-shirt, sweat shirt.
Also, if he keeps bitching about technology and cell phones and how they're ruining the world, I'm gonna slap a ho.