Well, we have been planning a little family camping get-away to the mountains. The plan is to leave on Friday morning and be at the primitive campsite (no “facilities”…but that’s okay!) for one night, just a few hours from home, enjoying all the mountains have to offer. This is going to be Claire’s first real camping trip! I’m so excited!
And, you know how I’ve been complaining about the heat? We’ve been baking and broiling here. The cooler temps in the mountains will be a welcomed relief.
So, imagine my surprise when I check out my online news station and am greeted by this lovely report: “Summer Snow Storm Expected Friday!”
What!? You’ve got to be kidding me!? I mean, I’ve been begging for it to be cooler around here, but this is ridiculous!
I hate being a slave to the weather. I hate plans that hinge on a good weather day. Don’t get me wrong, I love plans that involve good weather, but I hate the thought of changing plans because it may or may not rain. Or snow. In frickin’ August. Hello!? It’s STILL SUMMER. NO SNOW ALLOWED.
Too hot. Too cold. I’m way too hard to please, apparently.
So, what to do…what to do?
Well, I could shake my tiny fists at the sky, but that won’t do much. My crystal ball is broken, and to be honest, it never really gave good advice anyway. So, we’ve decided to do a game-time decision tomorrow. Unless the weather sources look really really gross and nasty tonight, and then we’ll call it tonight.
Bummed. I’m so bummed. I wanted to take Claire camping…but the only thing worse than trying to have fun camping when it’s cold and rainy (believe me…I’ve been there!!) is trying to keep a toddler happy while camping when it’s cold and rainy.
No.
Thank.
You.
So, I’m trying to be positive about the whole thing. There will be better weekends to go camping. We’ve decided to have a fabulous family day on Saturday anyway. Or maybe the forecast is wrong! Maybe the storm will slip one way or the other or dissipate altogether!
What? Stranger things have happened…like when it snowed in May.
Hmpf. Bad example.
*sigh*
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Snow? Where do you live again?
I can’t divulge that information in a public forum, but I can tell you that Dante was in our area placing new “welcome to your New Circle” and “You are Here” signs.
Kidding! It’s normally pretty mild here.
Where’s Goldie Locks when we need her!?
It’s times like this that I’m glad I’m not a farmer. The dependence on weather would kill me.