On Heat, Rain, Facebook and Other Nonsense

Because not all of my posts have to be meaningful

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It's been so hot here for so long, that I believe I've adjusted to it. I was out with Brent earlier this week and I said, "I believe it's gotten cooler." To which he responded, "The bank said 109 when I drove by." OK, 109 is certainly cooler than 112, but not enough to be significant enough to comment upon.

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On that same vane/vein/vain (weird, I have no idea. I'm going with vein.) Yesterday I was thinking that it was downright cool. Drove by the bank. 98. Yup. Adjusted.

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Last night I saw thunderclouds roll in and though I didn't expect rain, I prayed for it. We sat on the back deck for two hours as it thundered and lightninged and I rejoiced when I began to hear the plink, plink, plink of rain on the windows after 11. I believe it rained for most of the night. I hope it isn't too little, too late for the farmers.

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I've always thought the conversation about weather was incredibly boring.

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Last night I noticed that two of my "friends" from my early life were added to the Facebook group, "You know you went to Liberal High when..." I scoped it out, read a few posts, discovered that though I knew what they were talking about, I wasn't missing much. You know, since I didn't go to Liberal High. Though my Facebook status says I did. Because I wanted to be able to find my friends who DID go after I moved.

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This morning, one of my friends added me. I considered and rejected the post to the wall, "...when you make cheerleader and move three days later by order of your parents, so that you can go be an outcast somewhere else." It really seemed disingenuous considering that, though that was true, I am really quite happy with the way life turned out.

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I should add that I am still happy I was added to the group. I'm enjoying my friends' memories.

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Last night I made the declaration that my children were to read for 30 minutes before they cracked out the digital entertainment. This had been a standard rule. Or better, they were just expected to get up and read in the mornings and we wouldn't turn on the TV until after lunch, but somewhere along the way we fell off that wagon. Anyway, this morning they got up and read. And have played and played and played together ever since. I'm telling you, that flickering screen is poison to their attitudes. Or maybe the rain is making everyone nicer.