What happened to spring? When it says 77 degrees on my car thermometer on the way to work before 8 am and it is humid already, ugh! It's too darn hot!
We sang this song in our high school show choir (this is not my show choir! I am way older than that). In our version, we really sped it up. I liked our version better.
With this heat, out comes my iced coffees. I make a large pot, let it cool down, equal parts milk and coffee, a splash of vanilla flavoring, ice, and voila, my summer drink. Cheaper than $3 at the local coffee shop. The extra coffee goes in a container in the fridge so that I have cool caffeinated drinks all week. I can't drink cokes before 10 am. It's not right.
Speaking of coffee, how did our ancestors, so long ago, figure out it was good to drink? You have to roast the beans, then grind them up, then boil them in water, or pour boiling water over it. The resultant sludge is not all that appetizing to look at. And drinking coffee straight is really a very acquired taste. For that matter, how did they figure out to make tea, beer, or wine? All of these take some processing. There had to be a lot of coincidence and accidents to make the results worth drinking. Just kind of fascinating to think about the accidents and what would possess anyone to try the liquid.
Is it a bad thing when your knee makes a popping sound? Should I have it looked at? Should I not be using the arc trainers at the gym? Maybe I just need some glucosomine.
At one time in my life, I thought I was a big city girl. My hometown, while not tiny small, felt a little too small for my young tastes. I swore I had to live in a big city. I did during part of my grad school. The next closest I came was living in the Chicago suburbs. But suddenly, after having kids, I realized I never took advantage of the city's culture, even though it was "right there." I dreaded the morning commute (5 miles=20-30 minutes, ok, not bad, but in the grand scheme of things, pretty slow for 5 miles), I got tired of the traffic and driving everywhere we needed to go. We decided to move to a smaller town for our kids. I think I'm a small town girl now. My husband met people through a library playgroup with our daughter and we've got a fun circle of friends to hang with now. And that I wouldn't trade for anything else. I don't need to go to large museums or concerts or shows to have a good time with friends. Our kids can walk to school safely and we see and know a lot of people around town. It's a nice feeling. I don't miss the big city. I don't really even care about it. How can a person's tastes change so much?
In addition to all this, we've been fighting a gastrointestinal bug at our house. Me and Mr. Wild have been tag teaming watching the sick kid. I am hoping we are at the end of it and he and I don't catch it. Lots of hand washing.
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Have a good Tuesday!
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