“We know that in September, we will wander through the warm winds of summer’s wreckage. We will welcome summer’s ghost.”
Yesterday Boston set a new record for the day’s high temperature at 92˚. Happily we were much cooler thanks to the sea breeze. Yesterday’s leave the cape exodus of tourists was backed up for 6 miles to get over the bridge. I think I would have gone crazy sitting in my car for that long.
Nothing outside is moving. The air is thick with humidity. My street is so quiet it could be an after shot in an apocalyptic movie. The breeze we had yesterday is gone. Today feels more like a day in August, a dog day. It was already so hot in the house, 78˚, that I turned on the AC. When Gracie came inside, her whole body seemed to be panting, but the cool air now has her quiet and sleeping.
September is a neither nor month. It is neither summer nor fall but can be either. Last week it was in the 50’s at night. Last night was close to 70˚. Boston may have another heat wave, three straight days in the 90’s, but by the weekend it’ll be back to the 50’s at night. The temperature doesn’t really matter. September is still my second favorite month.
I had two whole paragraphs written about people who drive me crazy because they are ill-mannered and impolite, but I ditched them as they made me sound like some old lady. I imagined myself stooped, carrying a cane and wearing generic frame glasses. I’d be wearing flowers on my clothes and smelling like lilac. I’d have expectations for other people and mumble when they didn’t meet them. That’s why those paragraphs disappeared.
Nothing much to do today. I think I’ll just read and do a couple of chores to make me feel accomplished. I have already cleaned the two cat boxes, a gross chore. I do need to wash the dog’s bedding and today is as good a day as any. I’m going to order in for dinner. I’m thinking a sub, maybe sausage parmesan. That will be the big decision of the day.
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September 8, 2015 at 2:11 pm
September is definetaly an autumn month here, rainy, windy and cold nights. We didn’t get frost last night but I’m pretty sure we’ll get it tonight. The sky is clear without a single cloud to be seen. To be honest, it is getting a bit dark so I’m not sure I would see any even if they were there 🙂
I’ve been cranky like that for a couple of days now, I’ve even scolded two people at work for behaving like little children 🙂 One now dilikes me terrible much and the other one is ashamed, both are the same age as I am 🙂 🙂 I would probaly agreed with anything You would have written 🙂
Have a great day!
Christer.
September 8, 2015 at 5:57 pm
Christer,
It was over 90˚ again in Boston today but cooler here. Tomorrow will be the same. Relief will come on Thursday, and we will get rain on Friday, the first rain in weeks.
Maybe the weather made us cranky or maybe it was those people after all!!
Enjoy the evening!
September 8, 2015 at 9:36 pm
NYC set a record 97 today while it was 99 on the drive to OKC. Oklahoma has legal Casino gambling on the Native American (Indian, feather not dot) reservations, As Will Rodgers said, “All the treaties with the white men read, this land shall be your’s as long as the sun will shine, the rivers will flow and the wind blows. Unfortunately, the land they were given the sun always shines, the rivers never flowed and the wind always blew”. They got back at us by taking our money at the tables. 🙂
My 81 year old mother in law and her 91 year old boy friend love going across the Red River to the casinos a couple of times a month. She drops a few dollars in the digital one armed bandits and he drops a few bucks at the black jack table. I think he can only converse on two topics, gambling and the Texas Rangers.
You should go for it. Too many people are impolite and rude and should be called out. You should use your bully pulpit to call them out. I don’t think of you as a crotchety old lady. Just don’t wack them with your cane. 🙂 Shaking it above your head as you mumble is acceptable.
September 8, 2015 at 11:09 pm
Bob,
I don’t ever remember the cape having such a high temperature. I can’t even remember the last time we hit 90˚. Tomorrow should be the last hot day and Thursday will be rainy and cooler.
The fact that at 91 he still chooses to converse and can is wonderful. My mother loved the slots. It was a good thing she seldom went to the casino because it as far away or she’d be there the whole time at those slots.
Sometimes I am irked enough to say something. When I hold the door open for someone, and they just walk in an and walk by me I sometimes say,”You’re welcome.” That often embarrasses them into saying thank you.
September 9, 2015 at 10:35 am
The old guy is a year younger than Carl Reiner who’s mental capacity can still write an episode of the Dick Van Dyke show. I think my mother in law’s friend was no different at 40. He follows her around like a dog. Here last dog was named Joey and she calls her boy Joey. 🙂
Manners are a lost art. Between Twitter, Email and the Internet on the iPhone, people don’t even look up to see where they are while walking. I can’t tell you how many families sit around the dinner table in a resturaunt all texting on their phones. They don’t speak to each other just texting across the table. 😦
September 9, 2015 at 11:02 am
Bob,
My neighbor is in his late 70’s and has the start of Alzheimers. I think age is not the defining characteristic it used to be.
I haven’t ever seen a whole family texting at a restaurant. That would appall me. My friends and I all have phones but never have them at the table.
My niece has instilled wonderful manners in her 9 year old. If he misses a thank you or excuse me, she nicely reminds him. Good manners are taught, and I blame parents who either don’t set limits on when the texting can happen or just don’t bother teaching the simplest of courtesies.