Rachel has been waking up crying every 15 minutes or so. Drew is inclined to let her cry it out; I find it unnerving, especially since he is leaving tomorrow to work a #$!* weekend shift in Seattle (yes, I am as angered at his having to work weekends as I am over my situation) and it is something like 1,000 degrees here in Portland. (Well, probably 90, but it will be 100 by mid-week). This year, unlike last, we can't bring Rachel down to the cool basement in her bassinet. Which is what I think is the real reason for her crying -- she is hot and uncomfortable, and who can blame her? This is an excellent case for air conditioning and I don't give a damn that it is only hot a total of 3 weeks during the summer. Those weeks of extreme heat are getting longer and longer and I told Drew tonight that I can't stand living like this anymore. Fans just aren't cutting it.
Earlier tonight we saw a free performance of "Trek in the Park," an episode of "Star Trek" that a new acting company is doing and that I wrote about two weeks ago. We both loved it, and the cast members were really glad to see me. Rachel was very well-behaved, which continued into dinner at a local kid-friendly place. Over at the next table was a girl who was 13 months old and who wouldn't sit still. She kept wandering off, bumping into waiters and waitresses, and her mom tried her best to keep up.
I told Drew that our days of being able to take Rachel to restaurants are fast coming to an end. "So, we should go out as much as we can now," he answered.
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It's miserably hot in Eugene, too, but I found it funny that people in this community are so weirded out by the heat and the thought of a couple of 100 degree days -- until Matt told me he doesn't think it's ever reached 100 here before, so I guess that makes sense. I am really missing my Wisconsin home and it's central air conditioning. The Midwest is just way more prepared for all weather extremes.
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