Saturday, June 23, 2012

All Star Blogger Not So All Star

Well, I've just spent 3 days on the surface of the sun. Apparently, New England pissed off whoever is in charge of the weather, so they turned up the heat. And I think the dial broke. For three days, it was in the 90s. I think I've seen 100 degrees about a handful of times in my life and  we get 90 degrees maybe 2-3 days each summer.

I definitely enjoyed the 90s, as a decade, but as a temperature bracket? HELL no! Heat makes me mean, especially when there is no relief from it.

We don't have central AC because 80% of the time, we really don't need it. And it kind if interferes with my loving-summer-with-all-the-windows-open lifetstyle. We have a window AC for those unbearably humid nights in August and the occasional unbearable days here and there.

With k-ster landscaping in the heat, I had little objection to him putting in the AC on day two of the heat wave and we slept peacefully as we added to the greenhouse gases.

As the rain moves in to clear out the heat, I'm heading south for a few days at my sister a-ster's. It would appear that I actually do like the heat, being so foolish as to visit in the summer, but such is the life of a teacher, traveling only when school is out.

Plus, I don't have to do hard work outside while I am there (at least, thats what she told me) so it's not like I'm going to be out working the cattle or anything. And where they live, there's AC everywhere.

School ended yesterday and I jumped on a train today. Not the wisest choice as far as getting things settled at home. The Run for the Arts was last week and there are remnants of that all over the house and then I brought some stuff home from school that have to be dealt with and I did more laundry, so I've left k-ster with quite a mess.

And to add to the end of June confusion,my laptop, the one that I won in a raffle just two years ago, took a powder. Permanently. Or,as we are so eloquently inclined to say, it $h*t the bed. Only two years old. So I am without a laptop.

It's like I almost cut off a limb. It's still there, but barely manageable. I can use my old computer but it's a tad inconvenient. And since I didn't have my laptop to play with on the train, I borrowed my mothers iPad again.

You might remember how much I enjoyed using that the last time I tried to blog with it.  There are limitations. And beggars can't be choosers, so I'll take what I can get. I've had a few moments to blog about but I've been paralyzed without my own computer, so it's been dull around here and I apologize.

Expect better things this week.

And if you have a laptop you love, tell me the brand and why you love it. HP is on my $h*t list right now, so it looks I might have to venture into greener pastures.

4 comments:

  1. I hate it when the laptop isn't usable, for whatever reason and I have to use the iPad--yes, I'm grateful to have it, but it makes me a grouchy blogger!

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  2. You are a funny woman! As a Texan who has come to accept 90 degree heat as awesomeness defined because I know 110 is just around the corner, I feel it should be mandatory for air conditioning units to be installed in every house...just in case. AND, although I have an ipad at home - which I HATE blogging from - I work on a Mac at work, and am seriouly considering buying a Mac laptop, only because I hate PC's. Loved reading your blog and can't wait to read more!

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  3. There is one thing I will never compromise on - my AC. I must have it and will chop off the thumb of anyone trying to take it away. NC weather is brutal at summer time.

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  4. I wilt like a flower in the heat, but live in a land of crazy heat and humidity. I will be the only person to retire to the North.

    I hate using my iPad to blog and my computer is also on its last leg. I'd love to get a laptop, but I've heard they aren't very reliable and I don't think computers are all that reliable to begin with (you can attest to that?).

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