It has to be a thousand degrees outside...
current song: Chain Gang Of Love/ Ravonettes
And big FAT drops of rain are falling hard, sun slanting through each one.
I watch them bounce off the slate grey of the roof across the court--glistening gold.
My Too-Mamas, my Mother's Mother, used to say that meant that:
The Devil was Beating his Wife with a Frying Pan
Anyone got an origin on that one?
I've wondered my whole life what that meant...
It's kind of hideous and wonderful to look at, the heat adding to that sense of HELL,
of Sparks. Seriously, I opened the door to watch it, and the heat was literally oven-like.
I closed the door and peeked out my fairy-lite-less window!
Texas is Too hot.
Only Austin has kept me here this long....my blood comes from Norway.
That's a common expression here in Georgia as well. Maybe without the "frying pan" part though. No idea as to it's origin either.