Wednesday afternoon, while I was sitting at cross country, the wind shifted, cooled down a bit - from oppressive to just stifling - and the sky darkened. "Bad storm coming," everyone muttered as we waited for our kids.
My sister in law is staying by us for a while, and she and my husband, who was off work for the day, decided to order dinner out. I decided to go take 6 p.m. boxing class. I left with everyone's blessing and when I drove off, everyone happily munching on pizza and garlic knots.