How to recognize a hot summer night

I always know it is a hot summer night by the degree to which my drawers stick to my bum.

This is a hot summer night. My drawers are stuck to my bum like a refridgerator magnet. I could, if I so wished, attach my grocery list there - maybe to the left cheek for easy access when passing through the Safeway.

As convenient as this may be, I have to be honest and say I wish it were a bit cooler. I really don't like things stuck to my bum, however convenient that might be.

But that's just me. You may feel differently.