July 24, 2005

Let's Talk About The Weather

I’m sorry, but that bloody awful hot weather they are getting in Arizona makes my skin blister just thinking about it. Ok, maybe not really, but it makes my skin feel all prickly.

Yesterday at 4:30, I took my eldest to the Home Depot garden center to pick up some annuals. It’s time for me to kill the summer/fall flowers. The switching out of the latest victims comes twice a year. I’m overdue.

I have to say, I’m really happy there is not an equivalent of the Humane Society for plants. I’d for sure be on their Most Wanted list. There would be a head shot of me at every gardening store in N. America, warning them not to sell to the Princess of Darkness… she who has the blackest thumb.

We were just standing in the sun, in the garden center, when suddenly I felt as if I was going to pass out. I can’t take extreme heat. I’m a moderate temperature kinda gal. So there we are standing there and I realize that if we don’t move, my son is going to be stuck with a puddle of a mother and how embarrassing for all. I start moving the cart around, trying to think other things besides how my skin felt like it was burning off my bones, sweat was dripping down the small of my back, and I was feeling light headed.

We finished our plant shopping and got in the car. My car thermometer registered 100 degrees. Did I say it was 4:30?

I started thinking of those folks that are living in 120 degree heat. Holy crap that’s hot. Twenty degrees is a big damn difference. Yeah, we have humidity that makes it feel hot, but 120 degrees, wow. The difference between 80 and 100 is whether I go outside or not. The difference in 60 or 80 is whether I wear a sweater or not. The difference between 30 and 50… is not only whether I wear a Parka or not, but whether I even bother to go outside. BRRR. 30 is frigid stay inside cuddled in bed and read weather.

Sucks to live in the Southwest right now.

Anyway, back to Florida weather, I looked at weather underground today and saw that TS Franklin and Gert are out there. Harvey is next. Heh. I hope it’s not Harvey that comes and bangs Florida. Oops, did I say that? I see some real potential blog fodder here...

It is not yet 1 August and we’re already at ‘G’. We got hit by Francis, Ivan and Jeanne in September last year. The rate we’re going, we’ll be at Rita, Stan and Tammy in September. Tammy? Other than the spelling, it looks like the National Hurricane Service picked some names from the Bad Example family. Next year, if B is for Boudicca, we know for sure they reference us for names.... Anyone out there have any connections for hurricane naming??

Posted by Boudicca at July 24, 2005 09:42 PM | TrackBack

In Arizona, you must leave your windows cracked so your windshield doesn't come crashing in (happens!). Dogs cannot walk on the pavement as it burns their paws (happens!). They will not turn off your electricity for non payment.

There are other rules and tidbits...but I still prefer that over this GD humidity! I am anxiously awaiting September!

Posted by: Sissy at July 24, 2005 09:47 PM

BTW, I'm so going to be a snowbird when I retire!

Posted by: Sissy at July 24, 2005 09:48 PM

We hit a daily record High yesterday of 99 Degress, with a 110 Heat Index. At 10 last night we were at 90 degrees, with a 99 degree heat index. I LIVE IN NORTHERN ILLINOIS! It should not get that hot here! Ever! When I left my house at 6:15 this morning it was already 80 degrees with a 97% humidity... I hate summer.

Posted by: Contagion at July 25, 2005 08:34 AM

I wouldn't worry. Alex is fairly sure that Harvey is actually banned from going near any U.S State where women wear skimpy clothing ;-)

"Hurricane Harvey" has a great ring to it, though. I imagine it would be a rather congenial sort of experience, spreading the love and being generally quite feel-good. For a hurricane.

Posted by: Sally at July 25, 2005 09:52 AM

Hurricane Harvey - a tempest of moist lashings.

Sounds about right :-)

Posted by: Harvey at July 25, 2005 10:37 AM

I lived in Phoenix the first time the temperature topped 120F there.

It sucked.

Needless to say, I moved away.

Posted by: Jack at July 25, 2005 01:17 PM

The window on my pick-up truck topper blew out because of the heat. I also blew out my flip-flop and stepped on a pop tart. Wait a minute...that wasn't me.

Posted by: Toluca Nole at July 25, 2005 03:47 PM

Flowers: Impatiens. Get the New Guinea kind for real heat tolerance. Keep 'em watered every couple of days and they'll be beautiful. Right up until first frost, which kills 'em dead.

Posted by: Ted at July 25, 2005 06:05 PM

Nice reference to Jimmy Buffet, TN. I didn't know about your truck window; was that on your way to LA?

Posted by: Morrigan at July 25, 2005 06:16 PM

No, it happened two or three years ago in a parking lot. It was just too damn hot. Kind of ironic, because that's what the ladies say about me.

Posted by: Toluca Nole at July 25, 2005 06:29 PM

Meh... Hurricane Harvey... a lot of sound and fury, signifying nothing....

Posted by: Madfish Willie at July 25, 2005 09:00 PM

Ya know, 20-some-odd people have died because of the heat in the last week or so. It doesn't feel all that different to me than usual this time of year. I don't get it.

Sure, it's hot. I just don't spend a lot of time wandering about in it. Once it gets above 100, that's pretty much the way it goes. *shrug*

Posted by: songstress7 at July 25, 2005 10:24 PM

I think it's the homeless that are dying, right? I heard they were opening shelters during the day trying to get folks out of the heat. Sheesh. Scary Monsters.

Posted by: Bou at July 25, 2005 11:00 PM