So it is hot as Satan's finger tips today in L.A...
Not that I'm complaining, but when you go from 60F to 100F in point 24 hours with no transitional weather in between it kind of puts everyone into a weird kind of funk, and people wander around asking, "How did we get from there to here so fast, and do I put the winter clothes away finally, or give it another week?" kind of conundrum.
Even Shakespeare (my cat) and Marlowe (my dog) can't decide if they should sleep on the warm comfy blanket in their cat/doggy beds or cool cotton sheets on mine.
And when it's hot EVERYONE is out! That's right. If you think the freeways are bad on a regular day out here, just try getting through on a nice day - when everyone, including their mother, father, grandmother, grandfather, niece, nephew, and extended family of any kind feels the need to get on the road and DO SOMETHING for the halibut! fogetoboutit!
I do love sunny days, but not the ones where you literally get singed, and smell asphalt. But hey all in all, I love L.A. and besides there are waaaaay more pressing issues then me burning up here.
BP Oil Spill anyone???
2 comments:
I'm in Northern California and we're just getting our first weekend of decent summer-time weather! My sister and I were just asking each other yesterday if we dare put our winter clothes away. We decided to live life on the edge and pack them up!
Thanks for stopping by... glad to see you posting!
Yes, I'm back and glad to see your posts as well. Keep in touch. ox
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