Since we’re more than halfway through the summer of 2015, I feel like somewhat of an expert on the season. And although no one has asked me for this, I’m going to share my expert insights with you now.
You are very welcome.
Firstly. Global Warming, Global Schmarming. I do not believe in such a thing. I know our cousins on the west coast are “sweating to death” and have seen “temperatures like the sun” and they are “probably going to sizzle into a dust and then blow away in a Nino event.” Or so they report on the Facebook.
But not here in southwest Michigan. A couple of weeks ago the news reported that we hadn’t had a 90 degree day in over 668 days, and we still haven’t had one. We were close last week when we hit 89, but 89 doesn’t count. Lake Michigan is still approximately the temperature of a glacier. We were there last week and our feet were numb from trying to walk near the shore. Numb, I tell you! However, the nights have been cool and beautiful and we’re saving a ton on our air-conditioning bill.
Secondly. I haven’t seen a tick in at least a month. I can’t explain why, but I’m certainly glad to be feeling less twitchy.
Thirdly. We didn’t put up a pool this year, but someone gave us a hot tub and we’re trying to convince the children this is just as much fun. If you’ve been reading this blog for any length of time you will remember that each previous summer I moaned and whined about our cheap pool because it caused me no end of trouble. Green water, leaks, off-balance chemicals– it was all just a nasty mess. I put my foot down and refused to do it again this year, and then along came the hot tub. Our daughter says it’s not as much fun, but the rest of us think it’s divine (and much less trouble!). We think she’ll change her tune in December when her friends can come over and join her in the spa-like waters in our own backyard.
Fourthly. The children are home for the summer. Because they are now 12 and almost 10, I am not at my wits end. (It helps that I work four days a week, too.) The kids are able to 1) make their own breakfasts 2) entertain themselves 3) go for bike rides around the neighborhood and 4) stay away when I’m making angry eyes and yelling about blog stats. Have you ever had a 12-year-old and almost 10-year-old? This has to be the best age group ever. I love it.
Fifthly. I’m still working on the companion devotional for If I Plug My Ears, God Can’t Tell Me What to Do. It’s coming along nicely and I’m quite pleased, and I hope to have it available here (free!) in the next week or two. I think I might do more devotionals and post them as free e-books, actually. Then I’ll use the blog here to be as dumb/ridiculous/sarcastic as I want, but actually write helpful/edifying/biblical things in the ebooks.
So how about you? How’s your summer going so far? Are you getting all the things done that you had planned?