Grump ‘n’ growl

Yeah. It’s Friday. It’s summer, or at least it’s supposed to be. It is very green and lush around here but it’s chilly and the leaden skies are mindful of winter. And I don’t really care about that. Theees eees Meeesheeegan and you get what you get. If you don’t like it, it’ll probably change in five minutes or so. So they say, anyway…

At least it is not like the summer of 1988 when we had several *weeks* of *over* 100-degree temperatures and absolutely absolute no rain. We did not have central a/c in those days. In fact, we didn’t even have a vee-hickle with a/c in it. We don’t need no stinkin’ air conditioning! We used to say that when we were young and foolish. Mouse was 18 months old and, let me tell you, it was no fun putting her into a vee-hickle that had been sitting locked in the hot sun for a while. Even driving with all four of the windows rolled down the whole way, it did not cool off all that much. Mouse contracted roseola during that period. At one point, her temperature was exactly the same as the ambient temperature — 104 degrees. Oh man, that was a lot of fun.

And then there was the monsoon summer. 1996. During the era the beach urchins and some of their friends spent the week after school got out at Camp Hilltop. Camp Hilltop was a local girl scout day camp run entirely by volunteers. This was a no-frills place. No swimming pool or fancy cafeteria. Each group of girls, led by a teenage counselor, was assigned a “campsite” and they were required to make their own fire and cook their own lunch. The rest of the day was spent cycling through various activities. Each mom spent a day at the camp hauling a big jug of water around for one of the groups. The kids LOVED it!!! The monsoon summer? The camp got rained out two days in a row. That was the year I bought my beeyootyful Island Teal POC and I spent those two days hauling would-be campers around town trying to pick routes that would not involve great mini-van engulfing troughs of water.

A lot of people are complaining about the weather this summer but, I dunno. It is what it is. It is one of the greenest summers I can remember and wildlife abounds. And I do not mind that it is not 90 (or 100) every day.

And yeah, I AM grumpy tonight. For a really trivial reason that you do not want me to rattle on and on about. Good night.

2 Responses to “Grump ‘n’ growl”

  1. Margaret Says:

    I like it when people rattle about trivial reasons to be grumpy. I do it all the time! Our weather has been disappointing, but I prefer it to VERY hot. Most of us in WA don’t have central A/C and generally don’t need it.

  2. Kathy Farnell Says:

    Check the web cam and you will smile! Love you, KW.