Forecast

We’ve had a string of scorchers around here. I’ve mentally blocked out some of it. Has it been four straight days above 90 degrees, or was it five? I’ve been thinking about weather tonight. Specifically Friday’s weather.

Yeah I know, it’s too soon to start thinking about the forecast for Friday. It’s the day after tomorrow, but it may as well be 10 years away. Harry’s graduation is Friday evening and it’s going to be outside on the football field.

The good news is that the forecast for the next couple of days won’t come anywhere near the 90’s. The bad news is the high for Friday in Windham is 68 and the low is 56. Yikes!

Two years ago, when Bellana graduated, it was oppressively hot at the start of the ceremony and frosty cold at the end. I had a suit jacket that day but ended up giving it to someone who was a lot colder than I was. It didn’t take long for me to regret the chivalry. I was freezing my ass off.

This time, I’m bringing a real coat with me. I don’t care if I have to carry it around all day. If we’re still on that field when the sun gets low it’s going to feel like the north freakin’ pole.

The boy scout motto is “be prepared.” The cliche quote* is if you don’t like the weather in New England, wait a minute. I will take both of those to heart on Friday. I am going to love the whole experience so much that I ain’t letting a little frigid air stop me.


The Bruins are getting smoked. 6-2, though two of those Islander goals were empty nets. I can’t believe I have to say this, but here’s hoping Tampa Bay kicks the living shit out of New York in the third round.


*I’ve always heard that quote attributed to Mark Twain. Is that true? Did he actually say that? Is that a true story or just some silly myth. I have no idea. If you live in New England you know it’s a really accurate statement though. We live it every day. I’ve lived in New England for 50 years and for pretty much all of those years I did not have any interest in living anywhere else. Today? Today I am thinking that maybe it’s time.


The Bruins have been eliminated from the 2021 Stanley Cup Playoffs. Crap.

Beach Day

As soon as you walk into the office today it hits you.

HEAT.

Something’s up with our environmental systems and the heat has been blasting like crazy all morning. It feels like it’s 90 degrees in here.

It feels like a beach day.
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Figures

Massachusetts is firmly entrenched in a heat wave. Temps are in the upper 90’s Fahrenheit, supermarkets are running out of bottled water, folks are getting nostalgic for blizzards…

And Jen and I are both catching a cold.

Irony sucks in a big way.

Is it Hot Enough for You?

I cooked lunch for me and the Mrs on the grill today. A couple of burgers, a hot dog. simple enough. I threw it all on the grill, messed around with Oggl while it cooked. Checked on it after a few minutes and it was done. I threw some cheese on the love of my life’s burger, waited for it to melt, and then took everything in and ate it.

It wasn’t until lunch was over that I realized I never turned the gas on, or lit the grill!

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Woah babie, it is HOT out there!