We have a little dusting of snow on the ground here this morning and the thermometer on the porch says 34 degrees F. We had a few wrecks due to the weather (I’m being kind here, mostly they’re due to people doing stupid things on ice) but nothing like up north. Weathermen (and women) say things should be better by Friday Tigs, for whatever that’s worth.
Ran into our electrician in the grocery store yesterday afternoon. I’d stayed home yesterday morning waiting for him to come and put the ground rods in for the shop, 'cause the electrical inspector wants the subpanel out there to be grounded to earth also. Anyway, I had to get some stuff done, so finally, I left. He tells me that he sent a guy out and the guy said he knocked on our door and nobody answered, so he left. :smack: I don’t keep my shop in my living room, it’s in the back yard! All he had to do was walk around the house and do the job, I didn’t need to watch him! :rolleyes: :rolleyes: :rolleyes: He’s supposed to come back today. He’d better get here in the next hour if he wants to see me though. Sheesh!
Cute kid Swampy.
Seriously, she was goooood at weather – like when I was going camping with the Girl Scouts and rain was predicted, I asked her to please make sure it only rained between midnight and 6 am, and lo and behold, it started raining at 2 am and stopped at 4 am. Or the time I was going to an outdoor Aretha Franklin concert with a friend, and I asked her to please make sure the rain stopped before the show. So 15 minutes before Aretha takes the stage? Poof! End of rain. I only wish I’d inherited her talents.
One morning when we had outdoor activities planned, we asked him what the weather would be like. He looked thoughtful for a minute, then said “I think it’s gonna rain all morning … but maybe rainbows after naptime.”
. I swear it will never happen again, the cool kids from now on will be my top priority (he said hoping no one would notice that he posted in Cafe Society moments earlier…) Shoot, did I just type that?
