Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Global really warming? and Are you getting old when you fear the stranger at the door?

I think that we may have to revisit that possibility of Global Warming concept.
Why, you logically ask concerned for my universal awareness bone?
Well, lately I don’t know if it’s just me, but I truly doubt it, it has been downright chilly down here in the southland, don’t all you locals think so too? Now I can be wrong, I’ve been wrong before, but I feel like a liar with my come on down attitude for the warmth here. Hear me out… this morning and for honestly the last few days it has been running in the forties in the A.M.! But of course it has warmed up to the sixties or low seventies, but still, for our southwest standards that is way colder than I can remember in years gone by living here.
I mean the news vine has also reported that you northerners are having records broken with your snowfall! Now does that sound hot to you? Sorry, Paris Hilton to use your fabulous word that means something entirely different, here I do mean air temperature, not a body/ person or object sexually superior, OK? Clarification is always absolutely necessary when speaking on the world arena, right?
Al Gore you are one of my all time heroes and I am not trying to counter any of your scientific discoveries, but I am just voicing my inadequacies to understand just how this Global Warming really works, and yes I saw your film, and the glaciers melting, but still these other things do confuse, and I am sure not just me that’s all I am going to say.

Now to the other part of tonight’s title, the fear of the stranger at the door, and its meaning that you are getting old, another yesterday item I forgot to discuss. My answer to myself is eyesight, and stupidity. I could not see who was at our door, but that I got a glimpse that it appeared it was a male, and this was from one room away, and instinctively I called out the back door to Hubby to answer it, since I was sitting here at the computer and the fact that we rarely get uninvited guests knocking on our door on any given afternoon, one can never be too careful, can one? And so I shouted out I’ll be there in a minute, which was not at all true since it was actually Hubby who was there in a few minutes.
Relief when the door was opened and it was our across the street our own resident female gay neighbor and her Mom and Dad from Pittsburgh, she had wanted us to meet them, and she brought holiday cookies too!
Of course when we get any company these days I am a bit like Skipper very excited to see them. Oh I don’t jump on them like he does oh no I just talk their heads off with excited joy! We were able to manage to entertain them with a tour of our palatial quarter acre and homestead. Oddly enough they did appear impressed, which was nice. I offered drinks, tea, coffee or soda, but no takers, but they did need one thing from us and we were able to oblige, to print out the boarding passes for their leaving earlier today, and I was overjoyed with that ability to be helpful. It was the least I could do after torturing them with incessant talking. Oh well, such is me.

Good night to all and to count those blessings and we will too!

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