To Sleet or Not to Sleet…

Well…this morning…the answer apparently is…not

That’s the thing about weather in the South…and I suppose anywhere…it’s hard to predict…a tiny shift in one parameter…changes everything…yesterday…the atmosphere was dryer than expected…so the predicted sleet and snow…became…rain…

Not sure how that works…there’s not enough moisture to snow…but…it can rain…I suppose I could Google and find out…I have been known to do that…but…it’s not that important to me this morning…

What is important…no delay in the start of the school day…now…I didn’t want us to miss school…not even on the last day before spring break…because those days have to be made up…I just wanted an extra hour to snooze…I admit it…I don’t love getting up quite as early as I normally do on a school day…

Bertha…on the other hand…isn’t concerned about my beauty sleep…but…she does say that the weather situation reminds her of my life…

What…I need more moisture…

No…and she gives me the evil eye…it only takes a tiny shift in one parameter…to make a big difference in the outcome…

She reminds me…of a time when I was feeling particularly…financially challenged…the politically correct way of saying…broke…then…I got an unexpected check for thirty dollars in the mail…and…everything changed…suddenly…making it until payday wasn’t a problem…it all worked out…

Now…she’s going on and on with examples…but…I’m not listening anymore…my hands feel a little dry…think I’ll get some lotion…

Jane

Any Penny in a Storm…

Yesterday…I bent down to pick up a penny…as I walked to the school gym…it was right in the path where the kids had traveled…back and forth…all day…maybe they had seen it and maybe they hadn’t…
See a penny…pick it up…and all day long…you’ll have good luck…I’ve heard it all my life…and I’ve complied…
I’ve never been hit by a car…or a meteor…or captured by a giant gorilla in New York City…it must be working…or…at least…I think it is…
Now…there are rules…only pennies found face up are lucky…
So…let me get this straight…I’m riding my bicycle down the middle of a county road…and I spot a penny…I brake…turn around…search out the penny…only to find Mr. Lincoln sleeping on his tummy…and I ride away…
I don’t think so…I pick that little sucker up…say…everything I’m doing is paying off…and add it to the growing…road-kill change collection
It amazes me that someone started the rule in the first place…what…they were too lazy to bend over…so they said to their companion…uh…it’s face down…uh…it’s not good luck…uh…better…leave it there…
Not me…I figure any money I find is…money I didn’t have…therefore…it’s bound to be lucky…
It also amazes me…that some people won’t bother to pick up change…it’s only a penny…or a nickel…or a quarter…
Not me…I figure any money I find is…money I didn’t have…therefore…it’s bound to add up…
But…that’s just me…
I find money in the strangest places…as mentioned…in the middle of a country road…what…people roll down their windows…and throw out their change…
Seriously…how does it get there…
Call me superstitious…but…almost the only penny I will leave…is in a public toilet…and…yes…I’ve seen them there…I’m thinking the Tidy Bowl Man throws them out of his little boat…the nautical equivalent of the country road scenario…
Well…I’ve given you my…two cents worth
Now…I’m wondering…if I offer you…a penny…for your thoughts…why do you always give me…your…two cents worth
Unfortunately…that will have to wait until another day…
Jane