Hot or Cold? I Have THE Answer

Cold. Definitely cold.

I have always said that I prefer cold weather to hot weather because I can always put on more clothes, but there is a decided limit to what I can take off. Even if you’re naked you can only cool down so far, and naked isn’t an accepted state in most social circles.

What solidified my position was the 900 degree unbearable heat in a classroom where I had to give a test today. Unholy heat waves! I thought I was going to die! It’s always swell when so much sweat rolls off my hair I look like I just stepped out of the shower. I’m not kidding when I tell you it was at least 50 degrees hotter in the room that it was outside. Even people who don’t normally flap themselves with a makeshift fan were doing just that.

Escaping from that inferno to the breezeway outside was bliss. Sitting on the concrete bench felt divine. The only bad part was reentering the oven to finish administering the test.

The perfect weather is about 70 degrees in Spring or Fall, but at the other extremes, cold trumps hot every time.


Weekly Photo Challenge: Flowers

When the weekly photo challenge popped up as being flowers, I was very happy because I love flowers. However, I soon realized that the people who picked the theme at this time of the year must live in California.

You see, it’s August in Alabama, and most of the flowers are fried. I know it’s August in California, too, but I’ll bet it’s just perfect weather for a riotous display of flowers there.

Undaunted, I set out looking for flowers. Mostly all I can see now is green–lots of green. I found a few, and I’m also including some of my favorite Spring flowers that I photographed earlier this year.

Dutchman's Breeches

Dutchman’s Breeches is my favorite wildflower. I think the shape of them is very unique. They are fleeting bloomers in the very early Spring–anywhere from late February to early April here.


The color and fragrance of lilacs make them another fave. I thought I had died and gone to heaven the year we were in Jackson Hole, Wyoming, and the whole town was awash in blooming lilacs. The smell was out of this world.

I don’t know the name of these little purple-speckeled flowers, but they look pretty.


These petunias are still beautiful, but most are crispy by now.


Portulaca thrives better in the Alabama heat better than most, so we plant them every year. Thanks to DH’s TLC, they bloom through the summer.

Cardinal Flower

I didn’t know the name of this Cardinal Flower until I looked it up. We spotted this one on a recent geocaching outing.

Wildflowers in the woods are great, and so are all the others!

What I DID Do This Summer

The list for what I didn’t do this summer was pretty long, so I’m hoping that the list for what I DID do this summer can compete.

I did read this summer, just not so many books. I read a lot on the internet. A LOT.

I did watch TV, but not as much as I thought I would. In fact, many days I was at home all day and never turned it on.

I did spend time with my daughter.

I did spend time with my grandgirls.

We cooked some fun things from the FoodTV magazine.

We made a jigsaw puzzle cookie.

We made carrot cupcakes with homemade icing. See those candied carrot garnishes on the cupcakes? It’s important for you to know that it took about 40 minutes to make those!

We made chocolate chip banana bread.

We made peanut butter kiss cookies.

As a result of these fine confections, I did gain weight.

I did continue my Project 365 photos.

I did visit my sister, just not as much as I should have.

I did go geocaching.

I did go to a family reunion.

I did take naps.

I did go to The Smoky Mountains.

I did make some spiced almonds.

I did sit in my air conditioned house, blissfully avoiding the searing 100-degree heat.

I did go to the beach and watch my DH catch a shark. He always catches at least one casting from the shore.

At the end of the summer, I did start a blog. Summer 2011 was superb, and I think the dids far outweigh the did nots.

What I Didn’t Do This Summer

I had the summer off this year for the first time in many years. With all that time stretching out in front of me, I had great plans for many projects. I’d like to tell you that I completed them all, but of course I didn’t. Here’s a partial list of what I didn’t do this summer:

I didn’t exercise.

I didn’t bake bread.

I didn’t become a computer expert by working through all the manuals I have.

I didn’t get a haircut.

I didn’t master all the ins and outs of my camera.

I didn’t conquer Aperture.

I didn’t get my nails done.

I didn’t become a gourmet chef.

I didn’t read as much as I intended to.

I didn’t get rid of all the junk in my house.

I didn’t become an extreme couponer.

I didn’t geocache nearly as much as I thought I would. The 100 degree temps had a lot to do with that.

I didn’t visit my sister as much as I should have. Heck, I didn’t even spend one night with her.

I didn’t walk the dog. Oh wait. I don’t have a dog.

I didn’t decorate my living room.

I didn’t empty the storage building.

I didn’t get two pictures reframed.

I didn’t refinance the house.

I didn’t get a ceiling fan.

This list is getting to be a bummer.

I didn’t lose weight.

I guess what this list shows me is that to get things done, I need daily lists and focus. Maybe I’ll work on all these things tomorrow. Yeah, right. Since procrastination seems to be my middle name, I won’t hold my breath.

The summer wasn’t a complete waste, however. Tomorrow’s blog will feature what I DID do this summer.

I Think We Could Use a Little Snow

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.

Ahhh. Doesn't that look refreshing?