No matter where you go, you’ll find the walls all being decked with holiday trim. Yesterday, all of television’s Weather Wizards and one national new commentator were yammering about how it was the start of the meteorological winter when we all know that winter won’t begin for nineteen more days when we have the Winter Solstice. Barring any official calamity caused by the end of the Mayan calendar. Only one problem … it doesn’t feel like winter.
The trees all look like they think it’s winter.
As of 1:52 CST on the second day of December, the outside temperature in the Wicket City was actually the same as internal temperature of the house with the doors closed … and that was with the furnace on!
With all the weird weather we’ve been having, I’m just about convinced that the Mayans (whom I’m sure were really Martians who just landed here as a pit stop) might know something we haven’t figured out yet. I don’t know how that could possibly be … they didn’t have weather wizards or politicians. We’ll just have to wait and see. Until then, let’s just pretend that baby, it’s cold outside and deck us all with bows of holly!
That’s my life …
And welcome to it!