Yesterday. A friend was throwing a birthday party for her husband. She had a chef come in to make the food and provided plenty of beverage options. Sounds great, right? But it was all outside on a 95 degree day. There was minimal shade and not enough seating. She kept shooing everyone outside if we went in the house to cool off. We stayed for an hour and then I told my husband I couldn't take it anymore. I was so sweaty and sticky! No one was really eating the food because it was all heavy stuff like mac n cheese. I felt a little bad that she had put so much effort into it and it wasn't being enjoyed, but come on...it's June in the south. We need air conditioning!