This is Texas after all, so getting into the car is necessarily a sticky situation no mater where we are. For instance, this morning I got up early and got ready for my doctor appointment. I remembered my sunglasses, my purse, my coffee and my money. Armed with these very necessary accoutrement's, I grabbed the car keys and walked out the side door.
I was pleasantly surprised as I stepped out into the great wide world. Even though the sky was gray and cloudy, I had expected to be hit with a standing in the shade temperature of 85. Instead there was a soft, cool breeze and the air was merely warm.
I opened the car door and stepped back, expecting a wave of unbearable, scorching heat. I frowned when the familiar blast didn't whistle past my forehead. I threw my purse inside, still not daring to touch the seats, and again was surprised because the air inside the car felt cool. I put my hand inside to test the waters. Shrugged my shoulders prosaically and happily climbed into the car. I didn't burn my shoulders on the back of the seat. I snuggled into the leather which I hadn't done since February, turned the car on and was greeted by a blast from the air conditioner. I turned it off, rolled down my window, opened the moon roof and enjoyed a mild drive.
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