My Sojourn Out

This summer I have managed to totally avoid being outdoors except for retrieving mail and dashing from car to building.
Tonight I decided to grill some steaks outside.
I now have two perfectly grilled filets, six livid, throbbing mosquito bites the size of Hostess Dingdongs, hair that smells like a brisket and sweat in places that a Southern gentlewoman would never mention.
This concludes my outdoorsy summer activities.
It's a jungle out there.