Tuesday, April 07, 2009

Sacrifice

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When it comes to the weather, you know what? I give up! I bow in subservience to the weather gods. I concede. I surrender. I offer myself up as a sacrificial -- whatever, because I'm no lamb. Whatever I do, the weather gods or trolls or whatever they are, are going to freaking win, so I prostrate myself on the altar of wind and rain and invite them to do with me what they will. They're going to, anyway, so I might as well go willingly -- and sacrifice my shorts and tee-shirts and flip-flops.

Winter just will not give up the ghost. Sunday, it was 77 degrees and I thoroughly enjoyed sitting on my patio barefooted with a cold Coke. Yesterday morning, however, the temperature had plummeted at least twenty degrees and it was pouring down rain. And you know how much I love walking the dog in a driving rain. By last evening, the damned evil voodoo winds were blowing once again, making it dicey as hell to be walking outside without a pair of ruby slippers. The wind howled all night, too, and woke me up several times.

If I could hibernate until Summer finally kicks Winter's butt and takes control, I would. Every time I get out lighter clothing and wear them for a couple of days, just as I start feeling comfortable, along comes another cold snap necessitating having to haul out the wool and heavy sweaters again. I'm so tired of cold wind and cold rain and freeze warnings. What is the point in being surrounded by flowers and green leaves and trees in blossom when Winter keeps hanging on? I can't take this! I want to wear light fabrics and short sleeves, damn it. And sandals! Maybe by July...

9 comments:

G-Man said...

It always comes down to the shoes doesn't it Imelda Joy? :P

..."barefoot on the patio, sippin on a coke, the Sun beamin down on me." Erskine Caldwell couldn't have said it any better.
Unless maybe......? Never mind!

Roxan said...

To not have to scrape the frost from the car windows in the early morning would be nice.
I'm looking on the bright side. The longer it's cold the longer the crappy complex I live in has to pay a higher gas bill. No loss without some small gain. LOL

Serena said...

Shoes are supremely important, Galen. You may call me Imelda. Occasionally. Erskine Caldwell, huh? I don't know; if I wrote it, I think it might have more of a Tennessee Williams flavor.:)

Oh, God, Roxan, I'll have to scrape in the morning. Can you believe it? It's April, for heaven's sake! I see your point about the gas bill. I, alas, have electric heat, for which I have to pay. And damn it, I'm still using it.:)

NYD said...

April showers bring...
Oh sheeet who the hell cares about flora. Gimme the heat!

Serena said...

My sentiments exactly, NYD. Heat. The hell with the cutesie little flowers. I crave heat.:)

Skunkfeathers said...

I reckon I feel yore pain h'yar, Serena ;) Last couple weeks here it's been up to near 70, then 30s and snow...up to 70, then 30s and snow...70s....snow...tomorrow is 70s...Thursday...snow (at least a chance of it)...

Fortunately, I is patient widda weather, 'cuz I ain't perfected my weather makin' moooochine by Bonco jest yet ;)

Serena said...

Winter is being SUCH a tease, Skunk. I guess we have no choice but to put up with it until you get that weather makin' machine of yours perfected.:)

FANCY said...

Hello

Weather on the air
You can brush your hair
when you promise and swear
that the winter will disappear
then you can be a summer millionaire :)

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Serena said...

I did, Fancy, and wish you much luck in whatever you decide to do.