Wish I was here.
It’s been a difficult summer. I had wrist surgery at the start of June. My right arm has been in a cast or splint the entire summer. I am in physical therapy. Ouch!
I’m trying to get back into writing. This is the first real typing I’ve done all summer 😉 I have read 15 books so far.
There you go. I’m alive. I’m healing. I’m reading.
Have a good summer,
It’s the last day of summer. How would you spend your perfect last day?
Bob says, “Get to work.”
At first I thought it was just me, now I know it’s not. It. Is. Hot. We have had weeks of temperatures with the heat index between 105* F and 11o* F. I truly am melting and the humidity is killing me. I have noticed a few key signs of summer in the South. Here they are:
How to Know it’s Summer in the South
- You live in a neighborhood full of children. You walk outside to get the mail and it’s eerily quiet. Not a single soul is outside and moving about. The animals are even hiding. You quickly question if the world has been attacked by aliens.
- It’s too hot to eat. The idea of eating makes you want to take a nap. If it has to be cooked forget about it. For the next few weeks it’s ice cream and chicken salad.
- You send the kids out to collect the mail. They return looking as if they jumped into the pool along the way. Soaked head to toe.
- You start hoarding ice like it’s gold.
- You shower in the morning and at night. If you have a lot of errands to run, you shower again.
- You plan your day to be back inside by 11am. 12pm at the latest.
- All meals, starting July 1st are grilled. Veggies, meat, everything is grilled. Mama’s not heating up the house.
- The air conditioner freezes up at least once. It hasn’t shut off since July 4th.
- If you have to wear hose or pants, you’re not going. The goal is to wear the least possible, without getting arrested for indecent exposure.
- You laugh at the tourist stuck in traffic headed to the beach. They don’t realize it’s too hot for the beach by August.
- The pool feels like bath water. The only way to cool off is to go to the ice house, buy a few dozen ice blocks and toss them in the pool.
- The guy who works at the Sonic drive thru knows you on sight. He has your giant sized lemonade slushy ready before you make it to the window.
What are you doing in the heat?
I’ve made a little progress on my Reading list.
Sidney Chambers and the Shadow of Death by James Runcie – Didn’t finish, just couldn’t get into it.
Spring Fever by Mary Kay Andrews – Loved it to pieces. I wish Quixie was a real drink.
- Bound by Kate Sparkes-
- Torn by Kate Sparkes-
- Game of Thrones by George R.R. Martin-
The Giver by Lois Lowry- Really good book, don’t know why it took so long to finally read it.
- The Indie Author Pack: Write Publish Repeat by Sean Platt & Johnny B. Trant, Let’s Get Digital by David Gaughran, How to Market a Book by Joanna Penn-
Lowcountry Boneyard by Susan M. Boyer- Loved it. Very funny. Makes me want to visit Charleston.
- Secret Adversary by Agatha Christie
- A Spell for Chameleon by Piers Anthony- Book 1 in the Xanth.
- To Kill A Mockingbird by Harper Lee-
- Too Close to Home by Lynette Eason-
- Trouble in Mudbug by Jana Deleon- Book 1 in Ghost-in-law Mystery Series.
- Unenchanted by Chanda Hahn- Book 1 in an Unfortunate Fairy Tale Series.
There’s no rhyme or reason in the order in which I am reading these. Just whatever strikes my fancy at the moment. Unfortunately, I’ve added another 6 or 8 books. I discovered BookBub. I won’t even mention the stack of books I borrowed from the library.
This is my view most mornings:
Normally, I can sit in a chair and get a little writing done. Not this year. I’ve spent most of my time playing revolving sports. Kid 2 at swimming and getting back in the car to take Kid 1 to volleyball. I’m dreaming of writing, I even bought a new writer’s idea book. Beyond my chauffeuring kids around town, we visit the library or run a thousand different errands before we return home. Of course once home, no writing is accomplished. Dozens of other things fight for my attention, not to mention I have a job.
(Sigh!) I hope to get started on editing…next week.
How’s your summer going?
Image by Paul Brennan little paul
Yesterday, I took a visual tour of Fall on Pinterest. Beautiful red and orange trees. People wearing nice fuzzy sweaters. Hmmmm. I am ready for cooler weather. Of course, cooler weather isn’t on the calender until sometime in January. At that point, I realized that seasons in the South have nothing to do with temperature.
Seasons in the South:
- Football – this is the season we are currently enjoying. Alabama and Auburn both started playing about 2 weeks ago. The seasonal colors are proudly being displayed on homes, cars, and bodies. On Sunday afternoons, one can hear the screaming and yelling of grown men throughout the neighborhood. Strict social rules apply to this season. It is unfortunate that you have a friend or family member that roots for the other team, but you must not insult and taunt them. They are still your friends. Except on game day, all bets are off and don’t invite them over. This season lasts until the Iron Bowl in November.
- Christmas- This is my favorite season. It overlaps football just a tad. As a child the Christmas season started the day after Thanksgiving. That was the day the tree came out of the attic, along with all that glitters, and was decorated. Now, it starts the day after Halloween. There’s an old lady down the street who puts her tree up first. I never know when it will go up, but it has been my goal to beat her. Maybe this year. This season is marked by brightly colored lights wrapped around unsuspecting trees and large wooden cutouts covering the front lawn. Thankfully, the Nativity is still visible here. Christmas parties start filling the calender after Thanksgiving. People are lovingly stuffed with enough decadent food to cause the waistbands to tighten weeks before Christmas Eve. The season usually ends the day after Christmas. A few diehards hold out until Epiphany.
- Mardi Gras– This is the only floating holiday. Pun not intended, but it works! The season of Mardi Gras starts long before the actual parades begin to roll and it ends on Fat Tuesday. Fat Tuesday changes based on when Lent starts. Usually, February and March are prime Mardi Gras months. The season is marked by usually mild mannered adults screaming for a masked rider to toss them chocolate covered marshmallow pies and cheap plastic beads. Men present these beads to elegantly dressed ladies who normally wouldn’t accept something so cheap and tacky. Huge galas are planned nightly, celebrating the royalty of the group. A strict dress code is enforced. After the coronation, they party until the sun comes up and then crawl home because they can’t remember where they parked.
Leftovers from party.
Summer- The longest lasting season in the South. This one is marked by temperatures. It’s hot and it lasts forever. Summer begins in mid-May and holds on with a sweaty fist until late September, sometimes October. It is characterized by high temperatures, oppressive humidity, and afternoon showers. Natives wear as little as socially acceptable and spend their time finding new ways to cool off. Fishing and swimming top the list. It is strongly advised not to leave the house in the middle of the day.
There you go. A brief explanation of the seasons in the South. They maybe somewhat different than yours. What season are you in?
Summer’s here! (imagine happy dance) No more projects or tests. No more early mornings- well until swim team starts. Bright shining sun, salty air, and rolling waves. Hmmmm.
Summer doesn’t mean I can lie around eating ribs with fresh squeezed lemonade. There’s plenty I need accomplished this summer. In an attempt to keep myself on track, here’s my list:
Organize my closet. Oops wrong list.
- Continue submitting short stories.
- Read genre’s I don’t normally read- not horror. That’s why I watch the evening news.
- Polish my first true fantasy short story.
- Dig out my MS, knife, and scalpel. Tweek it (or twerk it) until it is slim, trim, and powerful.
- Read King’s On Writing. (started)
- Join a local critique group. This may be a long shot.
- Become more involved with CC.
I’m sure I could add more but let’s not get over zealous.
What’s on your summer to-do list?