i guess the lord must be in new york city

So over the weekend a disgustingly oppressive heat wave settled in over the city. We're talking hot and humid, with the heat index sizzling at a miserable 105 degrees (give or take...some places have reached 110, they say).

Not fun. Especially when your apartment is not yet equipped with A/C.

But I'm trying not to think about that. Because, despite the sticky sweatiness, I am still of the opinion, shared by Brooklyn-born crooner, Harry Nilsson, that "the Lord must be in New York City." And here is why:

• Public parks with fountains of cool water for splashing in. (Even though Garrett could care less for the sprinkling water, I thought it was wonderful. And the breeze coming off the bay only made it better.)

• Friends who open their air conditioned homes and invite you in for afternoons of blissfully cool companionship. (And even though I'm too, too sad to see some of them move away, I am pretty happy that they're going to sell us one of their A/Cs when they go.)
  
• Karen, my most recent landromat friend, who, upon hearing we had yet to purchase and install a window A/C unit, offered to let us borrow her box fan for as long as we need it.
• That, again, we're blessed to live in an apartment with windows on three sides, allowing for delicious, fan-directed cross-breezes.
• The local availability of Wyler's Authentic Italian Ices.
• Cool baths and showers, which we all take many of each day.
• A multitude of air conditioned libraries and museums easily within reach throughout this city.

With the threat of thunderstorms this evening, the heat wave is expected to dissipate enough that by tomorrow the temperatures will be hovering closer to normal. To which I say again, "I guess the Lord must be in New York City."

Hallelujah and praise be.

In other news, after waiting an obscene amount of time for it, we finally have a mobile boy on our hands! He's not technically crawling, but he's learned well enough how to scoot around. (Yes, the scanner has become his new favorite obsession. And yes, I've been happily spending my time rearranging our apartment.)