Today is the first day of Spring Break.
It’s been spitting snow all day.
It was 38 degrees.
The wind chill was 28 degrees. In Alabama.
I had to get our taxes done.
We have to get a new AC/Heating unit put in later this week. (The one that’s kaput is only 5 years old.)
If I had thought this through, I would have gotten my sister, and we would have gone to her condo in Florida after I rescheduled the above tasks.
On the upside, we are getting a tax refund. Nice, since it’s our money anyway.
How has your first day of Spring Break been?
We have a saying in Alabama that if you don’t like the weather, wait five minutes and it will change. (I said this a couple of weeks ago.) Well, tonight the five minutes can’t come fast enough because we are supposed to have tornadic weather starting around midnight.
I had pretty well gotten a mental grip on dealing with the frequent turbulent weather around here, and then April 27, 2011, happened dealing the state with the worst, deadliest tornado day ever. I guess I thought since it was so bad last year, we might catch a break this year.
But noooo. We are having March weather in January. Currently, it is after 9 p.m. and the temperature is 65 degrees. It should be 30-35 degrees. Last year we had snow, for crying out loud.
We’ve had rain, rain, and more rain this January. Snow is much, much better.
Here’s hoping the night brings only rain, with nary a tornado in sight.
Dang it’s hot! I’m pretty sure the temps have sweltered at 95 or above for the last two months–and we are just now entering the dog days of summer.
We probably saw more snow last winter than we have in a long time. It was cold. People complained. Couldn’t wait ’till summer.
Well, they got summer in full force. I’m convinced that people who love summer have pools or live on the river where they can get in the river when the heat is blasting.
Then there’s the rest of us. We just get to sweat.
I’ve never been a fan of summer. I like spring and fall on the few days we have perfect temps and no humidity or dew point to speak of. Winter is okay.
See, in winter, you can always put on more clothes. In summer, there is a limit to how much you can take off before you get arrested. Not to mention that most people just don’t want to look at you in that stripped state.
I have a nice patio. Do you think I can sit on it now? No way. I would fry like a piece of bacon out there.
I have flowers that my wonderful DH tends. Can I sit and look at them? Nope. Too hot out there.
Take a walk around the neighborhood? No way. I’m not looking to have a heat stroke.
The one upside to summer heat is air conditioning. I thank God for that. It’s the closest I come to snow in the summer.
I know it would be a freak of nature, but I’m pretty sure a little snow right now would be welcomed by even the most dedicated winter-hater.