Hot day

The temperature climbed past 90 degrees. The Curmudgeon, like a damned fool, went out to check his truck after the incident with the DB.

Only a few minutes in the driveway resulted in him struggling to get back in the house and spending the rest of the day in a very weakened condition.

I hate MS.

The Curmudgeon’s shirt for the day

Nineties in mid September? This sucks.

 

     We’re having a weird, weird fall.  We’ve now broken all records of years with the most days in the nineties.  We’ve had fifty-five days of temperatures in the nineties this year not a good record in my opinion.  As I’ve said before if I wanted that sort of heat, I’d move south.  You don’t see me packing up and heading in that direction do you?

     I’d rather head up to northwestern NY State and live near my dear cousins and aunties than move south.  My apologies to my friends who reside in the south, but I’ve lived there and it’s too danged hot.  In addition, as the song says “All my exes live in…” and that’s more than enough to keep me north.

     I do hope that October is comfortable and doesn’t get too cold I’d hate not to be able to wear my new costume this year.  All I need to do now is figure out how we’re decorating the porch.

     Here’s hoping we have a gentle winter, a warm spring, and a normal summer next year.  We can certainly use them.