Our air is broken. It blows out air, but not cool air.
In Florida, a broken air conditioner is a sin.
We have an AC man here.
He looks like this picture, except with greasy long Professor Snape hair and he wears Vans instead of loafers.
He talks to himself. A lot.
My puppy-son follows him around the house and growls. Teehee.
Hopefully our air gets fixed!!!
– xoxo, Jessica