We're in Virginia Beach. It is blazingly, mind-numbingly, insanely hot. We had an early morning practice this morning and I was absolutely convinced I hated field hockey and never wanted Redheaded Snippet to play ever ever again.
I didn't tell her that, thankfully. As soon as I got back into the blessedly air-conditioned car, I felt better.
Now we're back at the hotel where we're having temperature wars. I am just not happy unless the temperature is as low as its settings will allow and everyone else is claiming they are cold.
As I said before, no shade and un-air-conditioned bathrooms at the fields. And now I'm hearing rumors about them not allowing spectators to bring in coolers.
It's going to be a long, hot week.
