I’m sad. People don’t get my ironic sense of humor, talking about boring weather. It has been a wild weather weekend around here folks. It is still happening. Blowing like crazy, snowing all over the flooded back yard. Weather is definitely not boring at a time like this.
The humor is probably meant to cover up my insecurities. I can’t imagine anyone thinking what is happening over here is that big a deal. Weather like this is happening in all sorts of places around the world.
I just know one thing for sure, I wouldn’t want to be out in it right now.
That’s all I have to say but somehow it seems wrong to end quite yet.
I guess I could admit that I like living somewhere with dramatic weather. Moderate weather truly is boring, to me anyway. I know lots of people, like some of my family members, who would choose moderate every time.
I like true winter and true summer. Cold and hot. I’m not a fan of hot and very hot though. Lots love tropical weather and I can see why. It is beautiful too. Although I’m not sure I could survive tropical storms. They are really scary.
Even there it’s what you know. Severe cold can kill you in minutes if you are left exposed outside. The thought doesn’t fill me with terror because I know what to do to keep it from happening.
It’s amazing how we can adapt to dangerous situations and take it all in stride. Knowledge brings out the bravery. It’s what we are used to that makes the difference I guess. I can handle seeing a bear in the vicinity but I’m pretty sure I’d be freaked if I met an alligator in the neighborhood.
I probably should be freaked. What’s an alligator doing in this cool climate anyway? He needs to be rescued by animal control and relocated.
OK, I’m out of here. This could go on and on all night.
Have a good night y’all.
No contest. I’ll stick with bears.