I'm happy.

[Ampmonster]

its my first winter in FL and all i can say is

 

[Wolseley]

That's nasty.

Oh, come on now. It's sexy and masculine.

Makes you look like Yukon Cornelius.

 

[Ampmonster]

i love Yukon Cornelius

 

[ZooMom]

Wols. I love you dearly...but this unhealthy affection you have for sub-arctic weather is just plain scary. It was around 60F at my house today and I broke down and turned the heat on. I was COLD! My hubby thinks I'm crazy. One of my favorite things in the world is to get into a car that has been parked for hours in the summer sun and just bask for a while. Especially if the seats are leather. Man, the heat just soaks right through you and into your bones. If I had a personal sauna...I'd never come out.

 

[Aaron-Aggie]

Lord help me, last night it was 45 degrees out and I thought I was going to freeze. I've become too acclimated to Texas. I'm gonna die when I go visit my parents in Wisconsin for Christmas...

I do so look foward to seeing snow, though

/me glad to be back in texas for the weekd

 

[Skripper]

LOL. When I was in college, I had a science professor who said he was going to pick one student at random, have them look out the window, and tell the rest of the class what the weather was. He picked me.

I went over and looked out the window, and I said, "Well, it's a fairly sunny day, low humidity and winds calm probably at 3 to 5 miles per hour. Barometric pressure is likely to be steady, and for atmospheric conditions, we have a low level of fair-weather cumulus clouds at about 1500 to 4000 feet, with a layer of altocumulus off to the west at 10,000, offset by some high-level cirrus clouds at about 25,000. Above that altitude, ceiling and visibility should be unlimited with little probability of turbulence in the upper atmosphere."

I turned around and the room was dead silent, with every kid in there just sort of staring at me. The prof stood there with his mouth hanging open, and I just smiled, shrugged, and said, "I was in the Air Force."

Years ago, when I was working on my instrument rating for my pilot license, there was a pretty fair amount of meteorology to study. Pretty interesting stuff actually.

 

[Benedicta00]

Wols. I love you dearly...but this unhealthy affection you have for sub-arctic weather is just plain scary. It was around 60F at my house today and I broke down and turned the heat on. I was COLD! My hubby thinks I'm crazy. One of my favorite things in the world is to get into a car that has been parked for hours in the summer sun and just bask for a while. Especially if the seats are leather. Man, the heat just soaks right through you and into your bones. If I had a personal sauna...I'd never come out.

I was thinking the same, like there's something wrong with him, he ain't right. But um, the sitting in a hot parked car like ZooMom, isn’t healthy either, especially if you keep the windows up, after a while you’ll be dead.

I know in the summer when it’s hottest, in the upper 90’s, low 100’s you get into a closed up car out in the open heat like that and it will take your breath away. Zach being born in August last year, I would cool the car off before I even thought of putting him in it.

 

[Adammi]

Just look at this radar!


(The blue is snow, by the way.....)

I am so happy for you. I can't wait till it heads on down my way!!

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!

 

[Benedicta00]

Oh, come on now. It's sexy and masculine.

Makes you look like Yukon Cornelius.

Sexy and masculine, huh? I'll have to think about that.

 

[Wolseley]

One of my favorite things in the world is to get into a car that has been parked for hours in the summer sun and just bask for a while. Especially if the seats are leather.

And you think I'M nuts??????

Shelb, when I was first out of the Air Force and before I became a cop, I worked for one winter as a groundskeeper/maintenance man at an apartment complex. One of our jobs was to keep the sidewalks cleared with snowblowers. The wind used to whip down the streets between those apartment buildings at 40 miles per hour, and it could get decidedly breathtaking, literally. As a result, we used to dress like we were going to the moon. I personally used to wear longjohns and long-sleeve T-shirts with wool socks, jeans and a flannel shirt over that, then a pair of German Army winter-issue wool pants over that,, followed up by Air Force-issue thermal boots, an Air Force field jacket, a scarf, an Air Force watch cap or a B-96 high-altitude aircrew hat, and either mittens or gloves. There wasn't a breeze in the world that was going to cut through that. I was toasty warm in the coldest weather.

(That was back in the days when all that stuff would still fit me, before my chest dropped to my waistline.)

Anyways, I had taken a vacation from shaving after eight years of shaving every morning, and there was another guy there about my same age who had full beard as well....people used to think we were brothers. We went into the main office one day for something, and the girls in there were giving us the hairy eyeball because we looked like a couple of runaways from a Soviet gulag---bundled up, covered with snow, cheeks red. So my buddy said to Annie, "We'd warm up faster if you'd give us a kiss, Annie," and she replied, "No....way!!!" The other girl, Sherry, laughed and said, "Don't you want to kiss either of these handsome young gentlemen, Annie?" And she said, "Are you kidding? They both have these icicles hanging in their beards....they're gross!!!"

Sherry was the one who said I looked like Yukon Cornelius, because of the Air Force watch cap I wore. As a joke, I went in there one day with a pickax from the toolbox, held it up and shook it, and yelled "Wah-HOOOO!!!", then made like I was tasting the pick end of it, shook my head, and said, "Nuthin'!"

They thought I was bonkers.

And maybe I was.

 

[Benedicta00]

And you think I'M nuts??????

Shelb, when I was first out of the Air Force and before I became a cop, I worked for one winter as a groundskeeper/maintenance man at an apartment complex. One of our jobs was to keep the sidewalks cleared with snowblowers. The wind used to whip down the streets between those apartment buildings at 40 miles per hour, and it could get decidedly breathtaking, literally. As a result, we used to dress like we were going to the moon. I personally used to wear longjohns and long-sleeve T-shirts with wool socks, jeans and a flannel shirt over that, then a pair of German Army winter-issue wool pants over that,, followed up by Air Force-issue thermal boots, an Air Force field jacket, a scarf, an Air Force watch cap or a B-96 high-altitude aircrew hat, and either mittens or gloves. There wasn't a breeze in the world that was going to cut through that. I was toasty warm in the coldest weather.

(That was back in the days when all that stuff would still fit me, before my chest dropped to my waistline.)

Anyways, I had taken a vacation from shaving after eight years of shaving every morning, and there was another guy there about my same age who had full beard as well....people used to think we were brothers. We went into the main office one day for something, and the girls in there were giving us the hairy eyeball because we looked like a couple of runaways from a Soviet gulag---bundled up, covered with snow, cheeks red. So my buddy said to Annie, "We'd warm up faster if you'd give us a kiss, Annie," and she replied, "No....way!!!" The other girl, Sherry, laughed and said, "Don't you want to kiss either of these handsome young gentlemen, Annie?" And she said, "Are you kidding? They both have these icicles hanging in their beards....they're gross!!!"

Sherry was the one who said I looked like Yukon Cornelius, because of the Air Force watch cap I wore. As a joke, I went in there one day with a pickax from the toolbox, held it up and shook it, and yelled "Wah-HOOOO!!!", then made like I was tasting the pick end of it, shook my head, and said, "Nuthin'!"

They thought I was bonkers.

And maybe I was.

Well, at least Annie's gots some sense. Don't take this the wrong way but you ain't right.

And ZooMom's plain suicidal.

 

[ZooMom]

Guys! I meant those first few minutes prior to starting the car and turning on the AC. Not just sitting in a hot car for no reason. I just like that first intense flash of heat.

 

[Benedicta00]

Guys! I meant those first few minutes prior to starting the car and turning on the AC. Not just sitting in a hot car for no reason. I just like that first intense flash of heat.

I have to agree with Wols, you're nuts. That is the headrest part about getting in the car the first few seconds… not minutes. If you sat there for minutes with no AC all closed up, you’ll surely die. The heat is too intense, it will chock you. What I do is turn on the car put the AC on high as it can go and leave the door open until air circulates.

And the leather seat thing- when it’s that hot like that, you can stick to them, very painful getting up if you have shorts on.

 

[holyorders]

Wols. I love you dearly...but this unhealthy affection you have for sub-arctic weather is just plain scary. It was around 60F at my house today and I broke down and turned the heat on. I was COLD! My hubby thinks I'm crazy. One of my favorite things in the world is to get into a car that has been parked for hours in the summer sun and just bask for a while. Especially if the seats are leather. Man, the heat just soaks right through you and into your bones. If I had a personal sauna...I'd never come out.

I really enjoy that too. I actually sit there with beads of sweat coming down for hours and hours. I love it! In the summer I also enjoy hot soup a whole lot. When you eat a nice large bowl of hot soup and then bask in the hot car that is heaven on earth.

 

[Wolseley]

Guys! I meant those first few minutes prior to starting the car and turning on the AC. Not just sitting in a hot car for no reason. I just like that first intense flash of heat.

So you're telling us you enjoy hot flashes???

You do have problems, girl!

 

[EllenMoran]

Oh, come on now. It's sexy and masculine.

Makes you look like Yukon Cornelius.

You're totally making me long for TV Christmas movies! But keep the snow held off till I'm on vacation & not driving around.

 

[Benedicta00]

I don’t enjoy the heat but i do enjoy living in a warm climate because if I want t walk out my door now and go somewhere I can. I don’t have to worry about putting on 50 layers of clothes and if I want to go barefoot I can, I can just pick up and go. That’s what I like about it but I would never ever drive a car or tolerate not having AC. No way.

There’s just a difference between walking out the door when it’s 90-something and walking out the door when it’s below zero. One is truly unbearable; the other is just a tad bit uncomfortable. One you can’t even move in, the other you can do what ever you want, as long as you have some periodic shade and a beverage to keep you from dehydrating and passing out, you'll be alright.

 

[Wolseley]

There’s just a difference between walking out the door when it’s 90-something and walking out the door when it’s below zero. One is truly unbearable; the other is just a tad bit uncomfortable. One you can’t even move in, the other you can do what ever you want, as long as you have some periodic shade and a beverage to keep you from dehydrating and passing out, you'll be alright.

Now, see, that's exactly the way I feel, except the other way 'round.

When the temperature gets above 85 degrees, I will not go outside if I can at all avoid it. When it gets that hot, I am absolutely miserable. I don't like temps above 60 to begin with; when it gets into the 90's, I go underground, into A/C, as far away from the heat as I can get. Extremely cold weather doesn't bother me in the slightest, as long as I'm dressed for it properly. Given the correct cold-weather gear, I can go outside and walk around in howling blizzards for hours, and never so much as bat an eyelash.

It is said that H.P. Lovecraft, the horror-story writer from the 1920's, suffered from a condition called poikilothermism; this is when the body does not produce it's own heat, and has to absorb it from the ambient atmospheric temperature, like a snake or a fish. Ergo, when the temperature approached 100 and everyone else was wilting with the heat, he felt just dandy. However, he was uncomfortable in temperatures below 60, and if exposed to temperatures in the 30's for any length of time, he would actually pass out---and unless taken inside to warm up, he would have died.

I think I suffer from a similar malady, except in the opposite direction. I've said that my termostat broke years ago, and I tend to run hot. In the middle of January, I have a fan blowing on me, or else I'll wake up in the middle of the night dripping wet. I can sit in an office at 75 degrees and break a sweat, when all I'm doing is writing reports. I dislike temperatures above 60 and I get distinctly uncomfortable at about 78; higher than that, I get miserable. However, at 40 degrees, I can walk around with a sweatshirt covered by a light windbreaker, and be perfectly comfortable; and when the temps get below freezing, THEN I feel really good.

Now, granted, I don't want to sleep outside in a snowbank, but I'll take the wintertime over the summer any day of the week. I like it nice and cool.

Besides, everything bad comes with summer. Heat. Humidity. Sunburn. Prickly heat. Stinging insects. Motorcycles. Car stereo systems at one million decibels and the windows down. Ice cream trucks. Fireworks. Barking dogs outside all night. Tourists. Having to cut grass every nine hours. Tornadoes. The list is practically endless.

I never want to know a day that's over 40 degrees
I'd rather have it 30...20...10...5...let it freeze!

 

[Sappheire]

either I really need some more sleep or that thing blinked at me

 

[ZooMom]

It is said that H.P. Lovecraft, the horror-story writer from the 1920's, suffered from a condition called poikilothermism; this is when the body does not produce it's own heat, and has to absorb it from the ambient atmospheric temperature, like a snake or a fish. Ergo, when the temperature approached 100 and everyone else was wilting with the heat, he felt just dandy. However, he was uncomfortable in temperatures below 60, and if exposed to temperatures in the 30's for any length of time, he would actually pass out---and unless taken inside to warm up, he would have died.

I can so totally relate. My husband says I'm part reptile, and that my idea of heaven...a large flat rock under a baking sun...would be hell to normal people.