I myself have not snapped. Yet.
Our part of Herkimer County is under a heat advisory: oppressive humidity with heat index into triple digits. Yes, yes, I know: folks in southern states experience worse and more often. Hey, I lived in Georgia for a while; I’ve experienced these things. I could still be a heat injury in New York State.
I knew we would spend most of the afternoon lounged near fans, watching television. I did manage a nice, long run this morning. I got out there right around sunrise, and it was 79 degrees already. Or was it 69? I did note down the number at the time.
Mostly we have been watching Snapped. According to Oxygen, Sundays were made for Snapped. Snapped and a glass of wine, says one meme I saw. Full disclosure: I am forgoing the wine today, in pursuit of my weight loss goals. I enjoy Snapped just as much without it.
It is a Scorned Lovers Marathon. This is what I like: a nice, personal murder for a good reason, like jealousy or greed. Sometimes both motives are at play. Good times. Yes, my tastes are macabre. Is that a problem?
So this is my Wrist to Forehead Sunday Post, just a little rattling on about some True Crime television during a heat wave. At least I am over 200 words. Happy Sunday, and keep cool!
Mohawk Valley Girl 