Breaking news: please be on the lookout for an older gentleman dressed in white. He was last seen in our area approximately a year ago, and not returned since. Authorities now fear he may have been kidnapped by a rival and could be trapped in an unknown location. He goes by the name Old Man Winter. If you see him please contact Mother Nature.....she's the one that seems to have misplaced him.
It's February first. January flew by, not that anyone noticed it was January. I mean, seriously, after that whole Happy New Year thing, January was pretty hard to detect. Apparently the "weather gods" got confused about what they were supposed to be throwing our way. Don't get me wrong, there have been a few days where my teeth were chattering while I was outside. I have seen a little snow on my car once or twice, but it was gone so fast, I could have been hallucinating. Maybe my brain was just showing me what I assumed I should be seeing this time of year.
Oh, snow has threatened to dump inches on us, but it fizzled out before it could even give us a dusting. Believe me, I'm not complaining at all. I wish every winter was like this. I'm no fan of snow. It's pretty, but geeze, it's a nuisance. Don't need it, don't want it. We've been near sixty degrees two days in a row. Much as I'm enjoying it, I should not be able to walk outside with no coat at the beginning of February.
Has winter organized its elements into a union and gone on a strike against the seasons? Maybe Winter got mouthy and got itself fired. Maybe Spring did such a good job last year, Mother Nature gave it a promotion to six months instead of three. All I know is that if this keeps up, poor little Puxatony Phil is going to be out of a job.
The joke in this area is that if you don't like the weather, wait a few minutes, it'll change. It's true. Yesterday the sun was shining, and it was so nice, right up until it randomly started pouring rain. So, this fits. I never expect anything in regards to the weather around here because I will inevitably be disappointed. I feel for our weather people sometimes. No matter how much of a sure thing a storm system looks like. Even if it's right on the horizon and we can see the lightening from here, it's still not a guarantee. It might take a detour and head to Louisville instead. No predictability.
So, when I go on and on about how nice it is to be enjoying this "spring like" weather, I know that at any minute Mother Nature could get cranky and send us a Hurricane. Forget that there's no Ocean in hundreds of miles. Mother Nature don't give a shit! She plays by the rules of the Honey Badger. She's bad-ass like that. I'm going to pull out my sunglasses, toss my coat in the backseat and enjoy the pretty, warm day. Heaven knows what I'll get tomorrow.
......and just when I get used to this kinder, gentler version of Mother Nature who is taking it easy on us this winter, she'll dump three feet of snow on us in July.....just because she can.
It's February first. January flew by, not that anyone noticed it was January. I mean, seriously, after that whole Happy New Year thing, January was pretty hard to detect. Apparently the "weather gods" got confused about what they were supposed to be throwing our way. Don't get me wrong, there have been a few days where my teeth were chattering while I was outside. I have seen a little snow on my car once or twice, but it was gone so fast, I could have been hallucinating. Maybe my brain was just showing me what I assumed I should be seeing this time of year.
Oh, snow has threatened to dump inches on us, but it fizzled out before it could even give us a dusting. Believe me, I'm not complaining at all. I wish every winter was like this. I'm no fan of snow. It's pretty, but geeze, it's a nuisance. Don't need it, don't want it. We've been near sixty degrees two days in a row. Much as I'm enjoying it, I should not be able to walk outside with no coat at the beginning of February.
Has winter organized its elements into a union and gone on a strike against the seasons? Maybe Winter got mouthy and got itself fired. Maybe Spring did such a good job last year, Mother Nature gave it a promotion to six months instead of three. All I know is that if this keeps up, poor little Puxatony Phil is going to be out of a job.
The joke in this area is that if you don't like the weather, wait a few minutes, it'll change. It's true. Yesterday the sun was shining, and it was so nice, right up until it randomly started pouring rain. So, this fits. I never expect anything in regards to the weather around here because I will inevitably be disappointed. I feel for our weather people sometimes. No matter how much of a sure thing a storm system looks like. Even if it's right on the horizon and we can see the lightening from here, it's still not a guarantee. It might take a detour and head to Louisville instead. No predictability.
So, when I go on and on about how nice it is to be enjoying this "spring like" weather, I know that at any minute Mother Nature could get cranky and send us a Hurricane. Forget that there's no Ocean in hundreds of miles. Mother Nature don't give a shit! She plays by the rules of the Honey Badger. She's bad-ass like that. I'm going to pull out my sunglasses, toss my coat in the backseat and enjoy the pretty, warm day. Heaven knows what I'll get tomorrow.
......and just when I get used to this kinder, gentler version of Mother Nature who is taking it easy on us this winter, she'll dump three feet of snow on us in July.....just because she can.
very funny!
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