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

Curses…Foiled Again…

Don’t be alarmed…the danger is over…for now…but…it seems that there was a kidnapping attempt yesterday afternoon…that’s right…someone…attempted to break into my website…at first…I was puzzled…why would anyone want to do that…what is in my website…that they could want…and…then…I realized…the only possible explanation…was…they wanted to kidnap…Bertha

What they didn’t realize…is…that while I usually appreciate her wit and wisdom…there are times…though…not that often…when I would gladly give her to them…times…when I would like to just live my life…making my mistakes…without…Bertha…bouncing around in my head…giving me advice…pointing out the lesson in what I’m observing…and…overall being a Pollyanna nuisance…

So…then…my mind wandered…back in time…to the story…The Ransom of Red Chief…you may remember it…kidnappers abducted a rich kid…who…totally terrorized them…until…they took him back…and…I’m not sure…they may have actually paid his parents to take him…

Which…then made me think of what would have happened…if the hackers had successfully nabbed…Bertha…what things would she have said to them…what lessons would she have pointed out…what positive missives would she have spewed…would she have changed their lives…as much as she has mine…or…how soon would they have hacked in again…and returned her…

But…thankfully…alas…I don’t have to worry about that today…they didn’t get in…Bertha…is safe…right here with me…telling me…that the reason they didn’t get in…was…because she was right there hitting them with a high-heel sandal…at every attempt…

But…she says…there is a lesson for me…I should have seen it comingis it too late to give her to the hacker…yes…okay…I’m listening…and…the lesson is that…something doesn’t have to be of great financial value…to be stolen…sometimes…for some people…there just needs to be opportunity…and…it’s best…not to provide the opportunity…

And…while she’s not an alarmist by any means…she is all for acting responsibly…that’s why…our web designer Rebbekah…had a system in place…that prevented them from getting in…they got bored…and went elsewhere…

Bertha…went shopping after the incident…something about needing a new pair of shoes…

Jane