Lets talk weather. Oh I know, I know, you're all holding your breath and giddy with excitement about my topic of choice to blog about aren't you??? Oh cut me some slack! My brain seems to have turned to mush all of a sudden and I keep fumbling for words -so this is as good as it gets tonight! Here it is, December 22nd, almost Christmas, and I'm sitting in a tank top and shorts, the ceiling fan is going and the air conditioner is on! Freaking schizo weather!!! It's cold, it's hot, it's cold, it's hot
-just make up your mind already! Sheesh! I do sympathize with the part of the country that is being hit hard by unrelentless rain and/or snow! That's no fun! But while I sympathize, I'm very upset about this ridiculous hot weather! It's almost Christmas! I want sweater weather dammit! I want to wear my new coat! My hot red boots! I just can't get in the Christmas-y spirit or get in the mood to shop or to wrap gifts if I'm breaking a sweat! Bah humbug! By the way, who says that??? And just what is a Humbug anyway? So all this thinking and bitching about the inclimate weather made me think! (I do that occasionally believe it or not!)I thought I'd send the Big Man in the North Pole a warning. It goes something like this:
Dear Santa,
Fyi -dress casual when you come to Houston. And you might want to rethink that whole red suit and boots ensemble and maybe even shave your beard! Hey, I'm just trying to help you out so you won't melt from the muggy and humidity. And yes, I know you won't really melt, that only happens to Frosty, I was just speaking figuratively of course!
Signed,
A concerned believer
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7 comments:
We have been hit with crazy rain so I'm jealous.
I reckon Santa would already be dressed in layers because he comes here first and it is pretty warm most christmases. He just wont rug up until he needs too.
Just leave those reindeers a nice cool drink and a cold beer for the guy in red and you should be right
Yvonne's writing style makes the very topic of weather...HOT! (LOL)
I like the rain cause over here we REALLY needed it. The only bad thing about it happening this time of year is that people are everywhere and where you would wanna go to escape is covered in cockroaches...I mean people, so you have to find other ways of entertaining yourself.
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I feel for you, really I do, but after a frickin week of rain, I forgot what the sun looks like. This is sunny southern California for crying out loud....Hope Santa has an umbrella!
I didn't know it was hot in Texas right now. Snow is pretty, but I would trade you our snow for your sun.
My granddaughters wouldn't though, they love the snow.
Israel - Yeah I've been keeping up with the news reports about the deluge over there! Did you start making the ark yet? lol
Mynx -haha yeah, I think I'll leave him a nice cold beer in the place of the milk and cookies!
Shady - lmao! you're crazy!
Alessandra -forget the umbrella, he's going to need a friggin boat! lol
Ditz - aww, hope it subsides soon!
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