Ladies and Gentlemen, We Have Achieved Cooling

It took lots of cajoling to get, but here it is, the most beautiful thing I have seen out of my window all summer long.

Chris finally broke down, and setting aside his environmental opposition to the A/C, we picked one up last night for our bedroom. The conversations went something like this:

Day One (93 F)
Me: Babe, it’s really hot. Maybe we should think about getting an air conditioner to put in our window.
Him: No, I’d really rather not. Air conditioners are bad for the environment. We’ll just tough it out. It really isn’t that bad.
Me: O.K., but I don’t like you…

Day Two (95 F)
Me: Babe, it’s really hot. Maybe we should think about getting an air conditioner to put in our window. And also, Kodiak is in the bathroom right now, using your razor to shave off his coat. Is that o.k.?
Him: Oh, it’s not that bad. I’m not comfortable having an A/C. And besides, there are only, like, three days out of the summer when we might use it. It’d be such a waste. (Wipes sweat from brow). Is he using my good razor?
Me: (Pout)
Him: And stop pouting. (Wipes more sweat from brow)
Me: (Surreptitious pout).

Day Nine (96 F)
Me: Um, wanna go get an air conditioner?
Him: No, why would we?
Me: Our couch just spontaneously combusted.
Him: Oh. Well, I didn’t like it all that much to begin with, anyway. (wrings sweat from t-shirt)

Day Eleven (95 F)
Me: Um, it’s mighty hot. Kodiak is living in the refrigerator now, and he won’t stop licking the butter. How about we go check out air conditioners?
Him: (Buck neked, sitting in front of fan, sprawled out on the comfy chair, gulping iced tea) It’s really not that bad… it won’t be like this for too much longer. Really.
Me: I am going over to sleep at your parent’s house. They have air conditioning.
Him: Can I come, too?

Day Fourteen (95 F)
Him: (Ice pack on forehead, babbling incoherently)
Me: So… I was thinking… let’s go pick up an A/C.
Him: I’ll drive!
2 HOURS LATER
Him: (caressing air conditioner in an embarrassing display of male affection) I love you air conditioner, wonderful gift of Buddha. Thank you for your magnificent gift of sweet, sweet cool air. I will love you forever. Let’s stay together forever. Just you and me, and what’s her name.
Me: Would that be me?
Him: Whatever.


Chris' new love.

Now that we have an A/C, work on Chloe can resume in earnest. I have about half of the back side done. Pictures will follow soon.