Do you ever open your sliding glass door on a blistering August afternoon, then stand about six feet away and just feel the cold air blowing out of your house, seeking equilibrium? Then you run around to the side of your house to watch the electric meter spin like a roscoe machine? Exciting, isn't it?
Well, I confess, not to me either. But my kids apparently find it quite exciting. Which is why, although I love them dearly, I'm going to tether them with electronic shock devices. Love, like electricity, is a two-way street.