(As I was writing this, I was also, surprise, surprise, watching the Red Sox playing the Twins. Bottom of the 8th, 2 outs, 2 men on, Sox down by one and it is pouring rain. Not one single person has left Fenway Park. That, my friends, is dedication. That is a true fan.)
(Edited to add: Dammit!! Youk struck out to lose the game. Fuckfuckfuckfuckityfuckfuck.)
I know a couple of my fellow Mamas have posted stuff about this already, but I haven't and since I love to piss and moan, well, by god, I'm gonna do it.
It's September 27th. It was ninety-freaking-five degrees today. Ninety five. Right now? At nearly 10 p.m.? It's 75. What the hell? Doods, it's almost October. It's fall ball. It's leaves. It's pumpkins and apple picking and corn sheaves, dammit! It's not 85% humidity and me sweating thru my clothes before 9 in the freakin' morning.
Where's my cool, breezy days? Where's my crisp nights? How come I haven't broken out the ancient Roots sweatshirt and beat up L.L Bean barn coat? Huh? Huh??
Fall needs to get her act together and get here. I've had it up to my eyeballs with the heat and the humidity and the stickiness and the lethargy. It's the end of September, for cryin' out loud.
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You would SO never make it in Alabama! :P
Ha. Nope. I lived in Georgia for three years. Too hot for me. And too many bugs.
I'm with you, bedhead... enough is enough.
I took the girls apple picking Wednesday and it didn't feel right. Instead of sweaters and jeans, we wore shorts and tee's. We were also sweating instead of breathing in that fresh cool air. I'm with you, I'd like it a tad cooler please!
If this 'relief' that the weatherpeople keep talking about doesn't come soon, I'm going to have to kick some asses. Seriously, it is so humid here, my fingers are sweating.
Yeah, I'm about ready to retire my sandals for the year.
Jane, Pinks & Blues
The thing that drives me completely nuts about the weather this week is that I'd love to swim in our pool but it has been cold enough overnight that the water is hovering around 70 degrees. And that's with the solar cover on. There is no way I'm jumping into that water!
So with you. What was Pumpkinpie doing in her summer sundress the other day, with me advising her against pants because she'd be too hot?
We have the same floaties! But no pool to use them in :( So believe me, I know what you mean by cool the heck off already!
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