It is H.O.T.! I am a born and bred Louisianian and a heat index of 110 still catches me by surprise.  I’m thinkin’ we need to adopt the afternoon siesta like my Mamaw D insisted on. Every afternoon after lunch, we all “laid down”, watched her “stories” (soap operas), and rested. Papaw D even settled down in his chair. Now, he liked to aggravate Mamaw with all his “messin’ and a gommin”, but y’all, he knew…