6/3

Another hot day…up to 91. But I looked at the weather forecast online and it’s supposed to cool down a little this weekend. Who knew that an almost 14-year-old would be so interested in the weather?? I do have a much better understanding of why Dad is always waiting up to catch the local weather on TV…duh. BUT, I wrote Gray an email today. Here it is (after rewriting it about 9 times) with a little bit of commentary that I did NOT include:

Hey! [great start, huh]

I read your note in the yearbook [only a couple a' dozen times], thanks for telling me how you feel. I feel the same way. I was happy that you want me to write you (you’re going to write back, right?). [he better of I'm going to feel really stupid] So how’s the cowboying going up there in Montana? Ropin’ those steers? Bustin’ those broncs? Ridin’ that range? Makin’ those dogie’s git along? Okay, that’s all the cowboy talk I know…JK, I really want to hear what you’re doing!

Here, it’s hot. I know this because I’m out in it every day now, pushing a stupid lawnmower, wearing a very fetching floppy hat . I really hope your summer is going to be better than mine, because I’d love to hear about someone else’s excitement…since I will be having absolutely none. I hung out at the lake with Sophie, Heather Jackson, and Tessa Prince yesterday for a VERY short time. I think we’re going to do it again soon. Reading in the evening and going to sleep waaaaay too early make up the rest of my days.

Okay, write me back and tell me all the cool stuff YOU get to do!

Carly [debated whether to put “love, Carly”...decided against it...he'll have to put that first]

I wonder when (if) he’ll write back? Okay, well, I’m going to read my book, which will probably last about 10 minutes (yawn). Ugh, I’m sore all over, ESPECIALLY my shoulders and arms (if it didn’t smell so wretched, I’d try some Ben-gay). I hope I don’t start looking like a body builder by the end of summer…