It’s Not the Humidity, It’s the Insanity…

My mom has spoken these words over and over again.  It is her catch phrase for the ridiculous ways people act when the humidity is high.  I can’t actually remember a May when we had a day as humid as today was.  Everywhere I went people seemed to be easily irritated and agitated.  Myself included.
My boys spent most of the day trying to slap each other, hug, wrestle or in other ways bug the other one.  They jumped on couches, over chairs, ran trucks around and cried at the littlest things.  Getting them into bed was similar to a pro wrestling match and I think I only won by default.  On a day like today all I want is a cold margarita…