Hello, my rocks and rockettes! How are you? It got so cold here that the furnace kicked on. The sun said, “summer,” but the wind said, “Ha!” Looks like tonight’s going to be the coolest of the week. It also looks like a cool week, with a small chance of making it to 80 and plenty of chances to make it into the 60’s. I hope that’s the weather we get. I haven’t turned on the air-conditioning yet this season. And it IS the humidity more than the temperature. Unfortunately, I’ve inherited the Zoltar family’s propensity to perspire profusely when the humidity is high. I have a friend who married a frog. He never sweats, no matter how hot it is and how hard he’s working, he stays dry. That’s why I’ve nicknamed him The Frog. My friend is not pleased. I’ve told her she must be doing something wrong because no matter how she kisses The Frog, he never turns into a Prince Charming. Or even Prince Pleasant. Say, you don’t suppose she’s gay…?
The weather, the weather, the weather. It was more or less marvelous for the 4th of July weekend; for the parades and fireworks and picnics and campouts. I’ve a different friend who says he’s already watering part of his lawn and garden. Certainly, we’ve had enough rain/sleet/snow/hail recently to maintain a lawn. Right? Or do we need more summer deluges before the season goes dormant in August and kicks back on in September? The weather is almost never perfect for something you want to grow locally in season. The long-range outlook is good as long as you can irrigate your crops. That means your front and backyards, and the fields, too.
No matter what we do or don’t do, prices for some items will occasionally skyrocket, primarily due to weather-related shortages. I believe in sustainability and proper soil management. That minimizes the shortages, but there is always a shortage of some kind, and customers wondering if it isn’t BS to boost the bottom line. Who knows?
Unfortunately, I’ve become quite cynical about the intentions of the average person. And I’ve definitely become more careful about my surroundings at all times. I still go where I used to go, but now I’m much more careful. Indoors and outdoors.
I’m much more vigilant of what I say and when and where. I assume that politicians are crooks. And as they climb the crooked ladder to “success,” they are ruthless. Murder, for sure, and probably torture, too. This is so unfortunate. I used to trust and respect politicians and police. It took years of beating it out of me to finally realize that it’s ALL about money, ALL of it. I was the naïve idiot who was the last to figure it out. I wanted so much to believe in at least some shred of decency in our government, but I found none. Here there is no honesty.
Oh, I’m sorry dears. I was in a mood and decided to fix the government. There is always hope. There has to be. I do better when I don’t think about it too much.
That’s just how I feel.
Thank you, my dears, for joining me in my blog. I love guests and readers. Sometimes I get emotional at all the love that’s been shown me.
Who do you trust? Ask: MadameZoltar@jtirregulars.com
Enjoy, enjoy the weather and outdoor activities. Now’s the time to do all the stuff you wanted to do in January. Have a great time. I love you all.