I'm way angrier about this than I need to be, but it's just so dismissive of the work I've put in.

I have those feels as well.

One thing I recall about Boise: low humidity. I'm about to move there right now. We've got 85% humidity here right now and my lungs feel like a swamp. Humidity is the whole reason I can't handle heat over about 72 degrees F; in low humidity I'm fine in the heat.

Man, why do I still live here. Except for my sister being here, and the difficulty of transporting three cats across the country, and my BFF is within driving distance, and I bought a house here... Shoot.

Low humidity is the only way I can survive the 90-100 degree summers. I don't how people survive in the deep south. Pennsylvania in the summer is unliveable for me anymore.

Sorry about the work tsuris everyone

I am working from home since the car is in the shop, and I had to go by my daughter's school. Which was, it turns out, on lock down when I came by. Somehow I got inside anyway? Mischief managed.

Not very noteworthy unless you know that he did all this wearing his monkey onesie. He is not right in the head.

This makes me so happy, and it is guaranteed to make my girl overjoyed. She loves her onesies.

One summer, after spending a week in the PNW breathing, I got home and walked out of the Richmond VA airport, at night mind you, into air that felt like a hot wet wool blanket, and I almost cried.

I got home and walked out of the Richmond VA airport, at night mind you, into air that felt like a hot wet wool blanket, and I almost cried.

I thought I knew humidity (the Ohio River Valley is a freaking SWAMP in the summer), until I went to NOLA in August. We (all of us from Cincinnati) opened the car doors and said, in unison, "Holy SHIT."

Heh. Yeah, I will always remember coming back from Hawaii (which is not exactly dry) and getting to the Houston airport and being all "oh, yeah, humidity" until we got all the way to NO and got smacked in the face with a wall of watery air exiting the plane. It was a very Crocodile Dundee "you call that humidity?" moment.

ETA: I actually don't hate humidity that much. My allergies, weirdly, bothered me a whole lot less there than they do here, for one thing. Towels that never dry, though, don't miss that.

Oh my god, that sandwich was so good.

Toasted English muffin, lean herb crusted roast beef, mayo, dijon, Bubbies prepared horseradish, Bread and butter pickles and a bit of raw onion, and pepper.

I know those are some strong flavors but they all balanced perfectly.

I don't have red meat that often but that was perfect.

Best sandwich I've had all month.

That is my kind of sandwich.

I love humidity. I mean, 90% is a little excessive, but I much prefer it to having my skin dry out and all my clothes geting staticky and being shocked every time I touch something metal.

Man, Idaho is making a serious push. Good salary bump, great relocation, good benefits.