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THIS is the World I Know

Our sublime non-winter like weather seems to have come to an end just as I was getting thoroughly spoiled. We woke to temps in the 20s, which have been warming to the 40s and 50s for the past weeks. Not so today. The temps began to fall and have done so steadily to the point of frigidity this afternoon when I went to take Brainy Boy for his monthly haircut. It was not a pretty sight when he forgot to meet me at the van after school rather than getting on the bus. And I can tell you that me chasing the bus down the parking lot with cheeks getting frostbite proved to be a real mood-buster.

I shouldn't complain, although I'm not one to gracefully accept things that I don't enjoy especially when it comes to the temperature - maybe I'll be working on that particular character trait in the coming months. That is if I can refrain from reminding Hero Guy why it is that I actually enjoyed being raised in the sunny south and do have somewhat of an inclination to bring up my own wee ones in that environment of perpetual summer.

Comments

Mary Ellen said…
Then I won't bother to tell you that this place where you were raised was 82 degrees today, I wouldn't want to "rub your nose in it!"

I think your Mom and I figured out that her new step son-in-law is the nephew of one of Rick's uncles! How funny is that?
Laurie said…
Oh Jen, I'm feeling your pain! Well okay, so maybe a little dif lind of pain today (annual mammo day-ugh!) but it was 15 degrees here today! All my car doors were iced shut and I had to get Claire to school!
FYI: K-Mart is having 50% off on all their gloves, hats, mittens, etc and when I stopped in that one just across the border, they still had a pretty large selection left. Maybe some pretty new mittens will make you love our winters? Okay, so probably not, but they'll just make ya' smile. :)
PandaMom said…
Our weather here is cold, icy and even snowing! I figured that if we had that then you were even colder...BRRRRR! You'll be so proud of my new links! I finally figured out how to label them and group them. Though I've added several...you WERE one of my first in this whole blog world experience....HAHAHAHA!
Unknown said…
Here I thought I had it bad...
Unknown said…
Hi Jen - I'm a friend of Laurie's and your blog came up in conversation :)

Thought of you this morning when I saw the slowing flying around... :)
Barb said…
Boy do I understand. It's been so cold here in western Colorado, I'm truly sick of it. What I wouldn't give for just one warm day. You poor thing, having to chase that bus down. That would have busted my mood too!

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