Cold

Well, OK, it wasn’t as cold as all that, but I did get nice and rained on coming home.  I was quite damp by the time I got inside.  Everything went in the washing machine, after I took a shower.  I wasn’t feeling too terribly chilled, but hypothermia is nothing to screw around with, and it likes to sneak up on you.

This kind of weather keeps up, I’ll be breaking out the sweaters soon.

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Hot Hot Hot

It’s going to be too hot to bike all this week; combined with missing three weeks to a flat tire, I’m fairly sure that my usual biking goal for this year is just not going to be met.

This isn’t exactly a tragedy, but it’s mildly annoying; this will be the first time I’ve failed to make the goal, including the year I had my accident.

Any Day Now

Still too cold for biking.  I am sad.

Rain, Rain

If this weather had held off till tomorrow, we could write it off to “in like a lion”; as it is, we’re gonna have to just call it a heck of a storm.  I dropped the car off to be inspected this morning, which meant that I got to wait for the bus in the horizontal rain, near the 62nd Street Bridge where there’s no shelter.

I did have an umbrella, which means that I’m only soaked downwards of a line running from just above my right hip to about the left knee.  My tights are filthy and covered in random bits of detritus, and my skirt, which is denim, is making my legs very, very chilly.

On the other hand, it’s in the 50s out there.  It won’t last, I know, but I’m taking my good news where I can get it.

In The Air

I walked out the door this morning and realized it’s spring.

It was in the 40s, the birds were making I can make my chest big and red noises, and the air smelled like things might conceivably manage to grow again someday.

I think Phil was right this year.

Poor Planning

I poked my nose outside at lunch and quickly retreated back into the building; it is chilly out there and I really wish I’d worn a jacket or sweater.  If I’m going out this evening I’m going to have to put socks on, too.

I think we’re going to be having a long winter.

Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow

Dear drivers resident in the City of Pittsburgh:

Contrary to popular belief, it does indeed snow here–in fact, it does so every winter.  Therefore, there is no need to act as if you’ve never seen frozen water before the instant a flake hits the pavement.  By all means, take appropriate precautions; begin your braking a few feet sooner and moderate your speed if the road conditions appear to warrant it.  Please note, however, that the appropriate precautions rarely include travelling at 5 miles an hour on a road that is merely wet, and that some people inexplicably fail to appreciate your zealous attention to making sure that they cannot endanger themselves by passing you in an area in which it is legal to do so.  If the problem is that your eyesight is so impaired by falling snowflakes that you cannot make out the lines indicating lanes, perhaps you may wish to refrain from driving under such conditions.

Love,

Carrie