The part I love and yet despise about living in South-western Ontario, is the COMPLETELY unreliable seasonal weather patterns. Each and every summer, things are different. Last year was cold and wet, the summer before that was scorching hot and dry as the desert.
Lather, rinse, and repeat with a completely different bottle of shampoo because consistency is for suckers. Right?
Well it seems like the weather has FINALLY got itself in right. It's hot when it's dry, but it rains more or less regularly. Which is good because as much as I love the plants in my garden, renacting a scene from Little House on the Prairie by lugging pails of water out to them is not my idea of a fun summer day. At least not without the gingham and double braids.
A girl's gotta have standards.
But the one thing about rain I find difficult, is driving in it. I mean, besides the fact that people turn into giant morons who probably have trouble navigating a rubber ducky in the bath tub, let alone drive their behemoth of a vehicle on a slippery road of course. And at night, those pricks who refuse to turn their high-beams down, creating this wonderful double sucker punch in the occular region of glare from both their own car and off the puddles on the road.
No. What I find difficult? Is that rain very much makes me want to curl up and go to sleep. Which hey, at home watching a movie? A snooze is totally warranted.
But driving my familys' 7,000-pounds-when-empty, original-model-steel-frame-and-undercarriage, drives-like-it's-a-boat-already, GMC Suburban? It wouldn't be me overly concerned about curling up for a nap at the wheel (partially because I'd be asleep, and it's pretty difficult to consciously feel negative emotions when you're warm and snoozy). It's every other living thing out there on the road.
Which is why this morning, I was incredibly thankful for the freezer creating abilities of my air conditioner, and whatever ear-splittingly loud cd I jammed in there this morning.
Rain, rain, go away. Come back when I'm ready for bed.
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