Wednesday, June 01, 2005
Late Spring???
How can this be this first day of June? I mean, here I am, back in my beloved 'Ol South -- which means that . . . by June first, I should be complaining to and commiserating with all of the other Southerners about the heat and, especially, the humidity. But, the last few days have felt like mid-Autumn . . . with those brisk breezes, chilly drizzles, and the bone-penetrating cold that leaves you huddling under a blanket when the calendar tells you that you should be lounging at the pool in the least possible amount of clothing allowed without being arrested.
Memorial Day was spent at some friends' pool party. Granted, there were some brave souls who, despite the drizzle and chilling temps, plunged into the pool that Charles had cranked up the heat to a toasty 89 degrees for the occasion. The less adventurous (myself included), spent the time on the covered porches and decks -- chatting, snacking and I, personally, was wrapped in a blanket the entire day. Don't get me wrong. It was still a great party with lots of fun, food, drink, and interaction but . . . this far South, I expect Memorial Day to be a sweltering sweat-fest and not a day where you watch the ultra-fine drizzle and comment on how much it looks like falling snow. The entire week is destined to be water-logged, as I'm watching it rain now, while the 150' - 200' trees are swaying in the backyard and the wind-chimes are playing a most melodic tune. Of course, we'll all be wishing for a few of these nice days again when August takes our breath away with 100% humidity and not a chance of a cooling rain shower in the forecast to beat the heat. I also keep thinking about one of my best friends who is currently in Iraq. Each time I talk to him he tells me that he just worked twelve hours in 110 -115 degree heat. Can you imagine that heat, bouncing off of the sand, while you're working in combat gear? I can't even begin to imagine. My parents got a letter from him yesterday and he was telling them about the heat, too -- coupled with his twelve-hour seven-day workweeks -- I couldn't survive such conditions! I'm feeling 'guilty' for sitting here in jeans, socks, and a long-sleeve cashmere sweater trying to keep warm in June in Georgia! On an 'up' note, my appointment with the orthopedic surgeon is tomorrow! Will he take the cast off? Will he schedule my physical therapy to begin? What will my appointment hold? I'm "hoping" it will be a good thing! On a 'down' note -- The bad part is . . . one of my best friends is getting married on Friday. I refuse to attend his wedding because I refuse to be the cripple at such a special event. And, since my surgeon postponed my last appointment, I lost two weeks that I "might" have been in PT, which might have meant I could have 'managed' the evening without a wheelchair or crutches (maybe just a [less] conspicuous cane) and a lot of sitting -- but, because of the postponement, I have to miss a wedding I've been looking forward to attending. And, on another 'up' note (for me, anyway), I received three packages from Victoria's Secret on Saturday filled with wonderful, glorious, beautiful lingerie and two racer-halter tops (one black and one melon - bought to wear while riding the Harley) . . . and, I'm "itching" to go shopping on-line again right this very minute . . . Sephora and Aveda are both offering me free shipping right now . . . okay . . . I'm off to shop . . . Category:: This Thing Called "Life" I'm a Member of the: << # Bitch Club ? >> BlogRollin' other WebRing Members: Harley-Davidson Motorcycles Alabama Crimson Tide Football BlogHop.com!
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