We’re melting this week.
We have something in common with all you winter people: it’s 35 degrees outside!
The difference, of course, is that our 35 degrees is in Celsius and your 35 degrees is in Fahrenheit. Oh wait, I just checked the forecast: you’re below 35 degrees now.
We’re melting.
It would be so nice to have a nice snowball fight, to rub ice cold snow on the nape of my neck, to feel a bitter cold wind against my face. If only we could just sit in the winter air for just for an hour or two. It would a welcome respite from this already unbearably hot summer.
Even with the swamp cooler running all day, it’s 30 degrees inside.
I never thought I’d be cooped up inside on New Years because of the heat, but that’s what’s happening.
It’s just so hot.
We hope your New Year is not too hot and not too cold! Happy New Year!
We’re enjoying a beautifully snowy day–looking out from inside. Dad did go out and shovel this morning, but I’ve been sitting in the sunroom reading. (Of course, we do have the best of both worlds, because we both swam this morning.) Cold weather is not so bad if you have the right clothes–including a hat and scarf and warm coat and sweater. Hot weather is not too bad either, if you have the right clothes for it too–a swim suit and a cool pool! I don’t suppose Paul is big enough that you could put a wading pool on the deck and convince anyone it was for him, not you.
Since our deck is about 2 feet by 2 feet, I don’t think that will work very well! A friend took her family to the beach the other day–she said the water was nice and cold but the beach was so hot they couldn’t stay there long.