Record Breaking Heat Wave!

Well, we managed to survive the worst heat wave in Western Washington history.  It was a doozie and if it hadn't been for our basement, I don't think that we would have survived.  Although we have had nonstop sunny weather since the last day of school on June 16th, the temps really started to crank up last week into the high 80s by the end of the week and into the high 90s on Saturday.  The biggest shock of them all was to head into the 100s both on Sunday and Monday.  Although I can recall the temperature hitting 100 degrees a few times in my Washington life, I have NEVER seen it go a degree or two past that point.  So, to have temperatures forecasted past 110 degrees was just unfathomable.  Although these kind of temperatures are quite common in other parts of our country, they just are not normal here which is a good thing since the majority of people still do not have AC in their homes.  As a result, our house turned into a total hot box by Saturday.  To top it all off, I came down with a wicked head cold on Friday night that fully blossomed by Sunday.  Needless to say, feeling sick and weak does NOT combine well with a house that is over 90 degrees.  

Although Ron, Logan, and Ella moved down to the basement to sleep on Saturday night, Lia, Emmett, and I stayed upstairs.  Since Emmett has slept horribly in our pack 'n play the last several vacations that we have gone on, I just didn't want to have to deal with him waking up several times in the night.  But after the main floor of our house reached 90 degrees on Sunday morning, I knew that our upstairs was easily 100 degrees which just is not safe for a napping baby.  As a result, I moved his pack 'n play down to the basement for his Sunday afternoon nap.  After he napped great, all six of us decided to move to the basement on Sunday night after seeing that our main floor thermostat read 93 degrees.  The main floor and the upstairs were simply unbearable at this point.  Although we moved all five of our fans to the basement and slept in our underwear on top of our sheets, we still were a little hot down there which is saying a lot since our basement is normally frigid even in the warm, summer months.  After a somewhat restless night sleep on Sunday night (partially due to how sick I felt from my bad cold), we forced ourselves to pack up all of our food, clothing, and gear in the heat of the morning to head out on our camping trip to the Olympic National Forest that I had luckily scheduled way back in March.  Although it was predicted to be almost as hot as the rest of Western Washington today (which was the worst day of the heat wave), the temps were predicted to drop over 20 degrees by bed time out there.  It must have been due to the fact that it is much closer to the coast.  As a result, we escaped the worst day and night of the heat wave which I was so grateful for.  I honestly don't know if we could have survived another day in this scorching hot house!

The 7-day forecast as of Friday, June 25th.

The predicted high temperatures as of Friday for Western Washington for Sunday (which turned out to be hotter).

The predicted highs as of Friday for Monday (which ALSO turned out to be hotter).

Un updated, 7-day forecast for the second half of the heatwave on Sunday and Monday which turned out to be more accurate.  The 113 degree day (today) is the day that we managed to escape from thanks to our camping trip.

Although the time is incorrect on our thermostat on the main floor of our house (it was really around 10 p.m. on Sunday night), the 93 degree temperature was accurate.  Holy Cannoli!

We mainly hid down in our basement or floated around in our pool to survive the hot temps on Saturday and Sunday.  It was just so hot in the house!  Although Emmett has totally grown leery of being in the water this summer, he loves standing on the pool ladder and watching all of the action going on inside!  He also loves getting splashed and being able to bend over and to play in the water.

A close-up of my naked cutie who I didn't even bother to put a swimsuit on during our Sunday night float.

Another shot of the four siblings floating around on their flotilla of floaties.  The tip of Ron's head is barely visible behind Logan's left shoulder.