It is raining here in California.
And it is cold. Like the arctic. Lows in the 30s.
We can actually see our breath outside.
This changes things up a bit.
Because here, we like to wear flip flops into November.
It is with great irritation that I realize I must go in search of socks.
To those of you who have never been to California,
let me just explain a few things.
We don't have seasons. Not really.
We have sunny, a little bit more sunny, oh for goodness sakes,
it's the sun again, here's winter it's raining, and oh praise the Lord,
here is the sun. Yep, that's about it.
Our winter can sometimes be all of 5 days.
And just so you have an idea of how long our winter is,
in my college days we would take to the the beach in February.
We crammed all of our classes in before lunch because
we knew we would not be able to resist
the call of the sand and salty air nor
the lure of baby oil in which we lathered ourselves
like pieces of teenage bacon crisping in the sun.
Now, I do like rain.
I love falling asleep to the gentle tapping of raindrops on the roof.
I love the new clean after rain smell outside,
like the world has been freshly laundered.
I find it the perfect foil for a cup of tea and cookies.
For this very reason, I can only take a few days of rain at a time.
The problem is when the rain goes on for months,
the baked goods stack up and
I can no longer fit into my pants.
When I did a missions trip to Ireland, it rained everyday for 3 months.
I gained twenty pounds.
It took me a good year of California sun to recover.
I think I have grown to be weather intolerant
and am raising my kids to be the same.
When I lived in Illinois as a kid,
we actually played in the snow. The snow!
I don't know if you realize this, but snow is cold.
Here the temperature drops below 60
and I'm calling the kids in for jackets
and plying them with hot chocolate,
like one of those rescue dogs from the alps.
So it is supposed to be cold and rainy here for the next week.
Pray for strength for me, tsgs.
Even now, the chocolate chip cookies are in the oven.
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My current temp... 19 degrees; expected low tonight...15 degrees. Tomorrow's supposed to be much warmer though - a balmy high of 37 degrees.
Yup...it's friggin cold here.
3° here right now. 9:53 a.m.
So cold - your nose hairs freeze when you run outside to your car. The snow squeaks when you walk on it. Your spit would freeze before it hit the ground -- if you want to risk spitting. Just pray your nose doesn't start to run.
Oh and never lick your fingers then open the car door... sound ridiculous -- well -- ask my 12yo... she just did that yesterday. YIKES -- she's a toughie -- just pulled her hand off real quick. Where are her gloves?? Who knows... she's too cool to wear gloves. Why was she licking her hand? All that coolness flew out the window when I asked her that question -- she's 12, remember? LOL
You know what all this does -- make you very very happy to see Spring. °Ü° And I wouldn't want to live any where else.
Oh. Good. So you feed yourself through most situations too! It's not just me! Good to know! Sorry about the weather. I can't hear this complaining though because we have dropped into the low 20's and I have to haul my 2 year old all over creation in the stroller (even in the rain). I miss my Honda Odyssey Van!! :-) I know you have one, so don't brag. Love you!
chocolate chocolate chocolate please (LOL)BY mOM
Okay, you guys all win by having far worse weather conditions than I do! :)
Jack, we do love chocolate don't we? :) We'll have to make more cookies together. love, Mom
Thanks
Yesterday morning I got very excited because my husband left me the car that was parked all night INSIDE the garage....low and behold, the garage door was frozen shut!! (He was trying to do me a favor!) It was -7 degrees, (that's right...negative) the coldest I've ever seen it here in the past 3 years. I could use some California sun! :)
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