i probably cursed myself when i had the thought a week or two ago that my hot flashes seemed to be abating. Should have knocked wood.
Today is a beautiful spring-like day but snow is in the forecast for Sunday. In the very wintery Montana, where i grew up, a day like today would be labeled false spring. That is to say, it feels like spring, looks like spring, and even says spring on the calendar but it is NOT spring.
Here in Oregon, we have very long springs. It starts to come on as early as February and doesn't really end until mid to late June (just as soon as our annual Portland Rose Festival ends). Winter is rainy but spring is rainier. As soon as Rose Festival is over the clouds part and summer begins. We jokingly call ourselves slugs for this reason. And as a result, we wilt like we've been salted when summer finally arrives. The temperature hits 70 degrees and we all go running to find our moth-balled air conditioners.
Actually, i bought my first air conditioner only two summers ago. i was determined not to get one for so long. It is a device that is only needed a few weeks a year. To be sure, i am stingy about using it but i still feel sheepish about it. If the thermometer hits 80 degrees, i turn into a big lazy whiner.
i guess i can't win for losing. i whine when it's too cold and whine when too hot.
On another topic, i got my taxes done today. Yahoo! That chore is done for another year. i will see a small refund from both federal and state and as much as i want to save it, most of it will probably get spent. i do pride myself on spending my meager refunds on my house or on things that have some kind of return. Last year i built garden boxes and set up my chicken enterprise (enterprise? like some kind of profit making something-or-another? Yeah, right).
This year i want to build a reliable, workable compost bin, insulate the floors, get a energy-efficient dryer, build a deck off my back porch, install solar panels and a wind turbine and buy a Smart car.... that's all. $1000 ought to cover it, right?
A girl can dream. Oh, and i want the new Brett Dennen album and the new Alexander McCall Smith's, Number One Ladies Detective Agency novel.
Oy! It's the hot flashes talking. i'll get the novel and the album and the compost bin and i'll get my old non-energy-efficient dryer fixed. I will send some more money to Kiva and save some of my refund. That's the big plan, chickies! Exciting, isn't it.
i know i haven't blogged much about politics lately. It is my favorite topic but i've tried to back off just a little. President Obama is impressive but in no way perfect. For right now, i am willing to give him room to work. Our Oregon legislature is now in Democratic hands and they are busy righting the wrongs of the Republican dominated previous decade. Like Obama, Oregon Democrats have devastating messes to clean up. It is almost too much to handle.
i am basically a pessimist (so not suited for public office) but i really hope the optimists carry the day, so to speak. In my hot flash fed nightmares, it is already too late to fix climate change, my grandson will get an even lousier education than his step-siblings, and the economy is already f**ked beyond repair. Now there's a insight into my psyche that should keep you at arm's length.
Beware!! Hot flashing crone spews her nightmarish scenarios! Now there's a blog worth reading. Huh? Excited, aren't you.
Love you chickies! i'm off to create some economic stimulus by spending my gigantic refund check.
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