So it's rainy season here. Basically that means it has rained every day since sometime mid-June when Katherine S. called me from Ireland a few days before she moved back to Houston and I was all like "Whoah, chica, it is the driest June EVER. It SO has not rained. Whew! It is hot and DRY here." There was a thunderclap the moment I hung up the phone, I promise. And it has not stopped raining since.
Some places are known for their rainy season and it's rather novel and nice. Like Costa Rica. They have two seasons--rainy and dry. And it's lush and verdant and gorgeous and there's this silent but somewhat threatening struggle between nature and civilization. You can sort of see nature winning out and taking over as vines and other flora try to reclaim any paved surface or man-made structure. But the whole rainy season in Costa Rica is nice. It's why everything is green. Same with Ireland. You want green, you gotta have rain.
But in Houston, things ain't so green. They're the color of concrete and asphalt. So why the heck do we have a rainy season then? It's great to live in the sub-tropical climate and miss out on all the pros: nice green shady plants all around, sexy men fanning you with palm fronds, being fed frozen grapes and bon bons by aforementioned sexy men.
Instead is smells of ozone and dog poop (no, not just my yard I promise) and sweat and hot concrete. People are angry and road-ragey and we get about 4 days a year of relief from the heat and humidity when people actually want to be outside instead of making themselves get out for one reason or another. Like they MUST avail of the current sale at Kohl's. (Like they ever DON'T have a sale)
But anyway. . .we're holed up here in the house today since I don't really like subjecting my 3-week-old to the rain yet. Not that it's acid rain or toxic or would make him sick. It's just that the two pairs of pants I fit into right now only look decent with flip-flops or other open-toed shoes and I just don't want to get my feet wet. Sad, yes, I know.
But I'm only a few pounds away from fitting into my "fat" jeans of yore. I'll be super thrilled when that happens. I'm doing Weight Watchers to help with the baby weight and it is great. Except they just don't take into account that sometimes you NEED to eat half the bag or Oreos or else. Seriously. The points system has absolutely no sense of humor.
But Blogger does. . .it just deleted half of this post. Crap.
Oh well, I'm not going to try to remember what I had typed. Something about Whataburger, my inability to rant because I feel ungrateful for the glorious life God has blessed me with and reframing and becoming all Pollyanna again and birthing centers (what I had intended to post about today).
So I'm going to publish this before more of it gets zapped. Doggone technology.
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We've had more than our share of rain lately, but we appreciate it after drought.
Hey, next time half the post gets deleted, don't do anything rash. Just take a breath and then right click the mouse and choose 'undo', I bet you get it back again.
rheostats are knobby lights that dim the lights instead of just turning them on and off. next time I'll say knobby light switch.
and be thankful for Whataburger. We don't have them in AR. :(
I've not actually been IN Houston, but flew through and had a lay over there.
I loved it from the sky. I saw lots of green trees on one side, and a blue ocean on the other side.
It was gorgeous
Although we have just had two really hot sunny days it sure is making up for it today with continuous heavy rain- at least we won't have to water the plants.
It's supposed to be summer here but has rained nearly everyday since June 2nd!
Dear sabrina. Sounds like you need to get your feet wet! How do you keep dry in the jeep?
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