Oh, here we go again

So the weather has turned a little frosty here in the Bay Area.

And I really do mean frosty, temps dipped into the low 30’s overnight (unusual for us). We had some freezing rain and snow as low as 500 feet.

Fer crimeny’s sakes, you’d think it was winter or something!

Oh. Nevermind.

Anyhoo, you’ll recall in February of this year, I was beset upon by menopausal coworker harpies screeching to me about my lack of a jacket.

This seems to be an *issue* for people. The fact that I don’t like to wear jackets.

So it cropped up again yesterday. Less screeching, less menopausal.

It was the kind concern of my husband. He wasn’t being a harpy, he was looking out for me, which I appreciate. However…

“Aren’t you cold?” he asked.

And then later.

“Really? You aren’t cold?”

Well, to be honest, yes, I was a skosh cold. For the aggregate of exactly two minutes we were not in the warm car and not yet inside an often too hot building.

For the remaining twenty-three hours and fifty eight minutes of my day, I was in a climate controlled environment with plenty of heaters to keep me toasty. Actually, way too toasty.

So, what I have here, feeling momentary cold, is but a small problem. The big problem, staying warm, is solved.

I can tolerate being cold for about two minutes. (it’s not like I live somewhere where it is SERIOUSLY cold like Canada or Alaska or Switzerland or something!)

I really, truly dislike being inside and dressed too warm and then I have to take layers off and then I’m schlepping around my stuff and worried about leaving a hat or scarf or something somewhere.

I’m forgetful enough with the stuff I do have to carry around, why add to my misery?

I guess I’m the kind of person that will focus on the 98% problem, not the 2% problem.

Or…in this case, two minutes equals .1% of a problem.

So I’m a 99.9% girl, I suppose.

I have no problem with others wearing jackets. I don’t ask people wearing a heavy coat on a summer day “aren’t you hot?”

I suppose if I’m dumb enough to get caught out without a jacket in a really cold situation…well, then my dad was right when he said (only sometimes, when I misbehaved) that I was too dumb to come in out of a rainstorm.

Then again, have you ever frolicked in a really nice New Mexico summer rainstorm? A bit of heaven, I assure you…

But I digress…..

Oh…and as a final thought…the radio stations last night were all warning about outdoor plants freezing and to take precautions. They talked about going to a garden center to buy plant coverings….

I’m sorry, have these people NOT heard of using your sheets and blankets and garbage bags? Do you *really* need to pay big bucks to buy a plant center approved “plant cover”???

What do I expect from a metropolitan area filled with people who will pay someone $100 to put chains on their car when they go skiing.

I believe if you aren’t smart enough to put chains on your car, you shouldn’t be driving in snow.

There. I said it.

This, from the girl who isn’t smart enough to come in out of the rain.

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  • Elise






    Will not. Will not will not will not. I have coats, but I don't wear them. Everyone gives me such a hard time, but I don't care.

    My reasons are the same as yours, with one additional: I hate having two and three layers of thickness in my armpits and around my elbows. It's so binding and restricting. Blech.

  • Karen Fayeth

    Oh yes, good call! That too!

    I'm so glad you get me on this one!! :)

  • Lucky

    I wear jackets (mostly leather to bolster my self-image as cool biker chick, when I am really an aging school teacher), but I don't think I've actually zipped one up since middle school. As for hat, gloves, scarves and umbrellas, forget it. Which is what I'd do, so what's the point of bothering with them?

    When I lived in NY and had to walk a block to the subway, there were a few mornings when my wet hair froze. But I thought it was kinda cool.

    Here in NM, it's from the house to the car, to the job. We keep a few garbage bags in the bed of the truck in case of emergency. I've heard they make nice coats in a pinch.

  • Natalie

    I have lots of coats/jackets because I have some weird fetish about buying them… at thrift stores. I don't wear them, however, and my partner thinks I'm nuts. I do occasionally wear one but will immediately take it off inside.

    I'm weird and I'm pretty sure everyone already knows that… why can't they just let me have my damn weirdness?

    I'm rarely truly *cold*.

    I'm, hot blooded, check it and see… (if there's a fever burnin' inside of me… Nope; just my own personal summer!)


  • Karen Fayeth

    Here, in my little blog world, you can have all the weirdness you want! :)

    Lucky – ah, garbage bags in the car. You are very smart! And resourceful! Gonna have to copy that idea.

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