there is nothing Sweet about SWEAT!

I just did my 5 mile talk about anything and everything, normally a jog but due to heat, walk with my best friend. I noticed on the Portland Time and Temp building right before we left that it said 91 degrees and as we we're at a little over half way, it read 87 at 8:01pm. EWWW. Now, I am back in my attic room, which is 30000 degrees on a slightly warm day and have have come to the conclusion that I hate sweat, but I am drenched in the sweet old stuff. YUck!
Any solutions?

Sweet Boy.

My boyfriend and I are getting back together, slowly. At the end of his last message to me he wrote this:
"finally, i just want you to know that i still want to be with you and im more absolutely in love with you that i have ever been before. i love where this relationship is headed and theres honestly nothing more i could ask for from it. the honesty, the trust, the fun that we have, the shine in your eyes when you look at me, the spark when you hold my hand, and the joy of just laying next to you and thinking of nothing but the two of us. its all perfect to me and i wouldnt change any of it. i cant wait to see you this weekend. i mean it when i say i love you more than i ever have, and tomorrow ill love you more than today just because of who you are and how you make me feel when im with you or even think about you."

Sweet Children

At work the other day a child, we'll call him Tom, came up to me while playing:
Tom (handing me a cup full of woodchips): 'kaisha your tea'
Me: 'aww thanks you know how i like it.
Tom: "I try"

I <3 little kids