It was almost 70 at 4PM yesterday and 40 at 8PM. It's possible that the climate controls in the really big holodeck we all live in have gone wonky.
Natter 75: More Than a Million Natters Served
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, butt kicking, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
66 in DC right now, with an expected high of 80. Average high, 50. Record high, 75.
I might feel better if it weren't so cloudy.
18 and covered in ice here.
73 and humid here. In February. And thus my MI job hunt gets a little more motivation. 'Cause that ain't right.
Let's just say the AC is blasting.
Super distracted over family drama with step-dad, and basically hating all humans.
So I'll share my Billy Graham story! Back in the mid-70s I was living in Norfolk VA and my DH wanted to go to a Graham event at the big stadium there. He was a radio announcer and orator, completely non-religious, and just wanted to watch his speaking style. I had zero experience with evangelicals because I went to Catholic school. His oratory skill was a disappointment to DH, but the man had lost his MIL the day before so we wrote that off to grief. BUT, I was stunned because he repeatedly said that "he promised" that you would go to heaven if you went forward. I had never in my life on the planet heard such a ridiculous thing. How the hell could he make such a promise? Ah, I was so young.
I wish I could say that was the last time I was stunned by what powerful people will say to an ignorant crowd.
I went outside with no jacket and shortsleeves. It is bananas. And will possibly snow tomorrow.
Timelies all!
Mr. S has a slight fever and a cold, so I'm staying home with him. He has spent a good amount of time crying for Daddy. sigh...
Yes, when the boys were in their Daddy modes it was a relief in many ways, but not so much when Dad wasn't available. In the end they came back to being Mama's boys.
ION, my family has assured me that they will still need me, feed me, send me valentines, and bottles of wine! After tomorrow, when I am 64!
ltc calls for daddy every morning before she settles for me.