Sunday, July 21, 2019

It Is All About Balance. Right?

I was born and raised in New Hampshire. We had all 4 seasons. Winter. Spring. Summer. Fall. As I got older, the climate started changing a bit. We experienced sporadic bursts of inclement weather such as Winter storms dropping almost 3 feet of snow and a few severe storms during the Summer months. 

When Lisa and I were living together back in my early 20's, we had one Summer that doled out several bouts of severe weather.

That was over 20 years ago.

On one occasion during that SUmmer, tornado watches and warnings were blared on every channel whether it was the TV or radio for our area. 

That was unheard of. 

At the time, our home didn't have a basement. 

That night, we spent the evening at my parent's house about 10 minutes away. 

They had a basement. 

Since then, I've experienced lots of extreme weather. You can read about that here

The first time that I experienced extreme heat and humidity was a little over 10 years ago when I worked for a Dallas/Plano, Texas company. 

I was required to make a few business trips to that area. 

On my first trip, severe weather hit for the first couple of days. 

My first night there, I was outside. With a coworker. Enjoying an adult beverage. During a storm. She traveled to this business trip from California where thunderstorms are fairly non-existent. 

At the time, I was living in Ohio where I had experienced severe thunderstorms for the first time.

There we were.

Sitting under a canopy. Sipping an adult beverage. The storms moving closer.

Cloud to ground lightning. 

At one point, I looked at her and said, "We should probably move this party indoors..."

Her response...

"We're good."


A few minutes later, I witnessed something for the first time in my entire life. 

A lightning strike so close that I saw the sparks on both sides of the lightning strike.


My coworker and I looked at each other and said at the same time, "Time to go inside."

It wasn't until a year or so later that I experienced the worst heat and humidity of my entire life at the time. 

Our boss purchased All You Can Eat Seats for a baseball game. 

At 7 p.m. it was 107 degrees.

When we found our All You Can Eat Seat section, it was very obvious who was from Texas and who was not.

Those from Texas ate plates and plates of food.


I drank about 6 cups of lemonade and several bottles of water.

I was sweating my ass off.

I nibbled on half of a chicken sandwich.

I didn't want food.

How can you possibly eat while sitting in that extreme heat?

Texas natives can.

They feasted on everything and anything. Plates and plates and plates of food.


There I was. 

Soaked with sweat. 


Sipping lemonade and water.

When I got back to my hotel room, I spent a small fortune at the vending machines on bottled water and cans of shitty fruit punch to mix with the water for sugar.

Not. A. Pleasant. Trip. 

That was the last time I experienced that dreadful heat, humidity, and dew points. 

Until this weekend...

For real.

We were very tempted to take a dip in our neighbor friend's pool, but...

The sun was too strong. The humidity was thick and miserable.

We stayed indoors.

With our kids.

In the A/C.

Enjoying cold fare.

We had a blast.

One of our best weekends ever.

This heatwave is expected to end at some point tomorrow when a cold front pushes forth.


Which we desperately need.


Not looking forward to those.


It's all about balance.


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