Good morning, It's officially the hottest day of the year, and Dre, Dre is tons better, so we are going to let him go unchecked, even though he was sick for eight days, no biggie, it's not like he died or anything. He's almost back to his normal self and eating lots of nutritious sugar. The kid that pays our bills is talking, I really could care less, but it pays for my crotch waxings so... JONATHAN is talking, he's confused our kids so badly that the one that pays the bills thinks they can marry their sister, how cute. The hot isn't bothering us guys, we've cheated the system and went to Spain so we are totally acclimated to the 95-degree weather, we slept just fine because underneath it all I'm cold-hearted, Anyway, I'm gonna have some granola. OH MY GOSH, it's so hot, even though it doesn't bother me AT ALL because we went to Spain. My window is still broken however, I'm gonna turn on the A/C. Okay, let me see, U2 isn't playing, I'm going to take the tape of my window, OH the A/C, this is footage no one needs to see, but I'm keeping it in for the extra time. It's 93 degrees right now and it's so hot and I'm going to get my nails done, what, did you think I was going to the store (cackle) I'm going because one of my nails is coming off and I needed to get away from the kids for a few hours. I still haven't figured out my Bluetooth and every time I get in my car U2 plays even though we all heard it playing something different, ignore that. Here I line my lips with doo-doo brown lipliner ( in-store toilets everywhere) while I talk about hating U2, even though everyone in the entire universe has removed it from their phone. U2 was playing at the resort, is that a child or a pigeon, oh no, oh dear I think my tire is flat, let me phone JONATHAN instead of going back into the house to find him and getting the keys to another car. Instead, I'm going to witch at JONATHAN because I'm way too stupid to take my car up to the gas station and put air in my tire, only BOYS do that. This car is falling apart because I have no clue what maintenance is. My hero is putting air in my tire, I need to learn to do it, I'm sure it's not that hard, yea, I'm not gonna do that. I just got done and now my nails match my top. It wasn't intentional but it looked good. Has that window been open the entire time, why yes it has, it's been open the entire ride because it's broken. Here I say rambling tit. Oh my gosh, it's burning my ass, oh it's hot, awww. I came home to this surprise of bread, from a company that doesn't check its sources. They sent a vegan, gluten-free, organic array of breads to a family that has disordered eating and doesn't need to be free of anything. This one looks exciting it's a charcoal loaf, all my food is usually charcoal so everyone's gonna love it, I'm sure. Two of the summer babies and one idiot are playing in the pool. I'm gonna layout and get more sun damage. I say random things, a twig is in my hair, it's so dark in here because I have on sunglasses, but I think everyone in the UK's house is like this, dark and they are wearing sunglasses. The kitchen is cool for the dogs, I chased them with the water hose and now they appreciate it even though that's not how that works. See my boobs, let me bend down for you. Does anyone know where the other kids are? I haven't seen them all day. While I listen to my dog make alien noises and my other dog, I mean child sits very oddly in the dog bed, I'm going to make dinner in my bikini!!!! The bikini cooking show, it's so hot, not me, the weather. I'm making prawn curry which doesn't sound good, but it's on my menu so I'm sticking to it. Here I'm passing around a small bowl for six dogs who are growling at one another, smart. Does anyone see that pale kid on the dog bed, look's healthy, right? I'm now showing my curry, I'm still including alcohol in my dishes even though I understand it doesn't cook out, but I don't care. What you don't like anything, he's just a grumpy toddler, not one that's been sick for 8 days. Hey, kid you better shut your mouth about my slop or you will only get 45 pieces of candy tonight and one bowl of ice cream. This isn't a great angle and you can't see me but it's the same angle from the 100's of times I've shot this angle. Is your best friend Albie, Oh, it's daddy, quick he's sick call 911. He's mad because he wanted dominos pizza and I said nope, that it's only for Mommy and Daddy when you take your butt to bed after your sad meal and chocolate with no fan. See it's on the meal plan, no one can read. Prawns, Prawns, you like prawns, in that pan is enough for about three people one dish each, but I'm gonna stretch it to feed six and a few foxes. Dinner is served, I'm dripping in this chair, but I've been to Spain so I'm fine, but hot. The sick one's not really eating, and he get's to sit in his pants, I really wish I could sit in my pants, even though I'm wearing as little as possible now. It's the next day and I'm working out, I just open my back door because last night I was too tired to end the vlog, bye everyone I've got a hard seven minutes ahead of me.