It was 113 in St George this afternoon. And I got to fully experience it. Normally, when it gets this hot, we hang around the house, but when we had the oil changed last week, they said one of our front tires was about to split. So we didn't want to put off getting the front tires replaced - therefore, off to St George we went. Got to the tire place, and they said our back tires weren't too far behind the front ones, so we needed to get all four done. Yay. And we have to get the brakes done next month. After getting that done. we had to go to Walmart, and finally, we're home! Where, currently, at 7pm, it's 104. We're BBQing steaks and baking potatoes in the countertop roaster out on the patio. In the kitchen, jam making continues apace. When the tomatoes and tomatillos are in, later in the summer, I'm going to try my hand at putting up a couple different kinds of salsa, including a peach one, and maybe a chipotle raspberry BBQ sauce I found a recipe for. Tomorrow, we're taking mum to Brian Head for an arts and crafts festival. It's up in the mountains and will be much cooler. I'm kind of surprised the festival is operating on Sunday, since most events in Utah don't do Sunday. But apparently it is, so we'll see.