I am well and truly crunched, and that’s a lot better. I think that got the last of the kinks worked out. Whew. And I also got lids for the jars, so I can make jam, although, man. It might just be too hot to contemplate that right now. But I should make it tonight because that far lessens the odds of the berries going bad. That’s the problem with fresh produce up here, sigh.
I should walk, or possibly bike, in an hour or so here. The down side to that is it’ll mean taking a shower later, but the up side is exercise. Actually, I should take the doggy for a spin around the block /now/, so that if I walk later I’ll get my 4.5 miles in for the day. Yes, all right. A course of action has been decided on. Did I mention it’s bloody hot out? It’s supposed to hit 79 today. *pantpantpant*
Oh! And chapter one is finished. Alisha is not sarcastic like Jo at all. I keep writing sarcastic things and it feels horribly horribly wrong. I’ll have to go over the chapter again before I send it off, just to make sure I haven’t mucked up her voice. Chapter two is mostly a rewrite of the original, voice-learning chapter two, so it should go pretty fast, and then … then nothing, I’m not going to worry about it right now. Off to walk the dorgy!
79=hot.
*shakes head in amazement*
*lol* And here I thought it was hot when it got up to the high 90’s, low 100’s…Silly me! ;)
79 isn’t just hot, it’s “bloody hot.”
Today’s forecast _low_ temperature where I live is 76 degrees.
Yes. Yes, it is bloody hot, and I can’t help it if you people all live in places where the temperatures are INSANE. :)
Says she who lives where it gets down to negative 40…
It almost never gets to -40 in Anchorage! :)
That “almost never” has a shocking ring of frequency to it. And 20 below with Anchorage’s humidity is just as bad, ifnot worse, than 40 below in dry Fairbanks.
Well, the ‘almost never’ I was thinking of was in 1989 when it got to be -40 in Kenai for two weeks, and it was presumably equally cold in Anchorage. (That was the year it was hitting -70 and -80 in Fairbanks.) It’s never gotten near -40 in the time I’ve actually lived in Anchorage. I don’t even remember it hitting -30, although it does hit -20. :)