Time out for a little complaining
It’s hot here. Really hot. Deep South hot.
And humid. Really humid. Sultry tropical heavy humid.
And I don’t like it. Not at all. As a neighbor said to me today when we were discussing the weather, “I moved here because we don’t have this kind of weather.”
We all laughed, because we know that we do; of course we do, and quite regularly. But most of us (myself included) are in such profound denial that we don’t even have air conditioning.
In my childhood in New York, air conditioning was the rare exception, not the rule. When I was about ten years old my parents finally got a bedroom unit, and on the warmest nights my brother and I were allowed to take our mattresses in there to sleep. Otherwise, it was a fan for us, one that hardly managed to stir the leaden air. We threw off all the covers and the sheets, and even the lightest of pajamas felt way too heavy as we waited for sleep to come.
And the cars back then! Don’t get me started on the cars. Those little triangular vent windows did hardly anthing to direct the wind inside the vehicle. And what difference did it make, anyway, when the air outside felt more like the blast from an oven than a refreshing breeze?
We wait for summer with eager anticipation, of course, and we still love it. But we forget from year to year about the mosquitoes and the voracious Japanese beetles and all these way-too-hot-for-comfort days.
But complain? Not me.
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Well, seeing as how i am in the land of Perpetual summer, i can but empatsize. Here in Louisiana ,we have 2 seasons, summer and February.
Sorry…
Here in Denver(which averages more sunny days per year than Phoenix) we’ve had our fourth straight day of cloud cover and rain. Don’t think the temp’s been above 75. I feel like I’m in Seattle.
If you need air conditioning, you need air conditioning. Living in misery is contrary to civilized behavior.
There are some well made and relatively effective portable air conditioners made these days. You can store them in a closet and wheel them out only on the days needed.
When I say relatively effective, please keep in mind that I live in central California, where summer daze can hit the 110 mark and humidity is often in the 60-70% range.
I’ve survived a few such summers with an acceptable degree of comfort by use of a portable AC unit.
Another nice thing about them is that they’re not mounted to a window so no year round eye sore. You can also move the unit from room to room as need. Use in the living area during the day and the sleeping area at night.
Grab one of those mini fans, Neo, and turn it on from an outlet or power cord extender.
It isn’t as good as air conditioning but you only need it for yourself after all.
Out here we have two seasons, Tourist, and Not Quite so Many Tourists.
The current La Nié±a isn’t helping matters any. We’re getting the sunny days Sydny Australia would get during an El Nié±o season, and they’re getting the rains we’d get during the same event. So we get lots of sunshine and the air warms up, followed by an influx of humid air off the Sea of Cortez via Arizona which leads to sticky misery and a strong desire to shed fabric the way a dog sheds fur. All the way down to skyclad on really hot and humid days, and the time is coming when people will choose comfort over propriety.
(It aint the eight year olds who see naked grown-ups who have the problem, it’s the grown-ups who think eight year-olds should have a problem with seeing naked grown-ups who have the problem.)
BTW, if you’re going to sleep nude, learn how to really clean between your butt cheeks.
BTW, if you’re going to sleep nude, learn how to really clean between your butt cheeks.
Was that an out-going advice or a note to self?
Neo, I hear you here, in Brooklyn. I hear you, but unable rack my brain to say something of interest…the heat and the choking humidity emptied all cranial cavities. Even to type mindlessly is an effort.
OK, I can’t take it anymore, I’m changing the setting to 65.
It’s not the heat that bothers me. Or the humidity. It’s the TOTAL LACK OF RAINFALL FOR THE SECOND SUMMER IN A ROW. Watching the dogwoods crisp up and die is not my idea of summer fun.
Rachel
I was in New York last weekend, and boy was it hot (I could only make it through four innings at Yankee stadium on Sunday, but at least I saw Matsui hit his 100th homer). It was pretty much like that all over the country. The hotter it gets, of course, the more crazed the global warmings fanatics get!