Last year we were pretty much gypped out of a spring. Jenna’s birthday is in spring. The park seems the most ideal place to hold it as the majority of her friends live close by – but as the weather changes from day to day (often drastically) and it’s hard to make plans.
I would love the weather to be the temperature it was on March 24-25 weekend. Even the 22nd was very beautiful and breathable. 23rd was a bit windier than I’d like. Wind seems to cause fatigue and I am so tired of being tired all the time.
This morning the sun was so bright I was almost afraid to drive toward its glare. The afternoon brought darkness. Did I just make up this morning. It’s so gloomy out right now, one might think the sun has already set.
Last year’s summer brought rain. Lots of rain. The rivers rose high – some so high that the moisture sopped over into the roads – and some actually had to be shut down. It was a wet wet summer. Didn’t get our usual amount of heat. I can deal with that.
And the last two winters haven’t brought much in the way of snow – something else I can deal with. I like it in the mountains and think it is quite awesome looking when it sparkles through the naked trees – but I really don’t enjoy driving in it. I actually don’t know anybody who does.
I haven’t believed the forecast for the last 15 years or so. I’ve got a window. It’s more reliable. Well sometimes.
I’ve changed clothes into more appropriate attire only to find the weather has changed in less than five minutes. Sometimes I’ll wear a sweat shirt with shorts. I figure I’m dressed for the change and half of me seems prepared anyway.