this is March, Og-dammit, it’s not supposed to be T-shirt and bare feet weather, we’re supposed to have at least one more major dumping of snow, yet i was out in the yard a few minutes ago, walking around in bare feet and a t-shirt…
it’s not supposed to be 50 degrees out in March, high 30’s to 40’s yes, but not into the fifties, heck if the sun was out i could be working on a tan
we need more cold weather and snow, my snow tires haven’t paid for themselves yet!
…stupid Mother Nature…
Mmm, 87 today! It’s BEAUTIFUL, and here I am stuck at work instead of out in the garden! Man, am I glad winter seems to be almost over with! (87 is very unseasonal, yes, but it’s possible we’ve had our last frost.)
You must be in the upper midwest…in the 50s here, and muddy from all the recent rain. It’s just wrong. Plus I have half a cord of wood to get through yet.
My neighbor & I spent several hours doing yard work in our t-shirts.
Ah, there were times last week when it got into the 70s…ahhhh. But today it’s snowing again. Darn it, why can’t it be in the 70s all the time!
It is 56 in York PA, but still warmer than I would expect for this time of year.
If it makes you feel any better, it’s still forties here, but at least according to the weatherpeople it feels like 36
You’re complaining that it’s warm?
The temperature in Britain is hovering a few degrees above freezing.
Oh well…
You’re complaining that it’s warm?
The temperature in Britain is hovering a few degrees above freezing.
Oh well…
Well I just made myself look stupid. Had to happen sometime. Forgive me.
I want it back below freezing. It gives me an excuse not to pick up dog poop.
it’s 11:50 PM on Monday March 13, it’s 43 degrees outside and we’re in the middle of a…
Thunderstorm!
in March…
that’s it, Mother Nature’s gone senile, time to put her in a home…
No thunder or rain up here, but on the bank’s clock/temp-o-meter on the corner of St. Paul and College St I watched the temp go from 46 at about 10:20 to 49 by quarter to 11, and it was at 51 when I left the Pub and Brewery.
It’s getting on midnight here, and the thermometer on the wall reads 80 degrees. We’ve got all the windows open, and a occasionally a breeze comes through cooling it down just a hair. I’m sweating my ass off, the shirt is gone, and the pants are in serious danger.
Ummm…this is March, right?
I’m not really complaining, though…I’ll take “too hot” over “too cold” any day.
It was 80 here yesterday. I almost turned on my AC. The house never did cool off enough to make me comfortable sleeping. Today is supposed to be better.