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A Warm Autumn

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It smells like Autumn. The leaves are falling in recognition of Autumn. They are changing colors dutifully. The pumpkins are in full tilt, Trader Joe’s is sampling warm apple cider and packaged candy lines the shelves.

So where is the cold? I don’t want it to be cold. But it should be, shouldn’t it? We’ve been warned about the severe Chicago temperatures. Where is it?

According to that website that does all the statistics for weather, it is tied with 1998 as the warmest year so far since 130 years of history has been recorded.

That and all the research I’ve been doing for another blog I’m writing for makes me concerned that things are getting bad. Real bad.

I went running today along the lake in pants and a long sleeved shirt and I was sweating before I even started. Where was the smoky breath? The freezing hands? The cold butt? (Is it just me or is that the only area that freezes during cold-weather running?)

I love the weather right now – if only there weren’t that nagging suspicion that there is a price to pay for it.

It Caught Up

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This entry could be called “Random Thursday Thoughts” (not to be confused with “Random Tuesday Thoughts” by 3 Bedroom Bungalow.)

Last year, I got here in December, so winter only lasted three or four months…max.

I had forgotten how long winter is! Last year, I said, “I don’t know why everyone complains about winter. I think it’s nice to have a break from the heat every once in a while.”
This year, it’s February, and I’m already in month four or five? And, it’s not looking like it’s going to be dissipating anytime soon. Yes, I have to say that after a year and two months in England (officially today!) that I am over this weather. Many thought it would take only a few months, a few days. I have outlasted most perhaps. But, I am so over it.

What I wouldn’t give for Los Angeles right now.

Although, tonight I had a nice brisk walk, and it felt nice. At least I wasn’t sweating. I don’t like sweat very much either.

Oh, and it’s my half birthday. So, feel free to wish me a very merry half birthday! Why do half birthdays stop as soon as you enter double digits?

Did I mention that I got my first for-real freelancing job? I did. I am now a professional writer (the first time I wrote that sentence, I accidentally put a t instead of a w after no. That would have been awkward.)

I met up with an American who found me through my blog. She just moved here, and we went for lunch on Tuesday.

I love her. No, seriously. She seems amazing, and I hope she becomes my friend. Internet friend dating can be creepy, but this girl rocked my socks off in a purely platonic girl-love way.

Perhaps I’m American-person starved? I keep thinking I hear an American accent everywhere I go, and yesterday, I actually got it right. It can be embarrassing when I go up to strangers and ask them if they’re American, and they tell me they are Scottish. That has happened. Jock says I have the worst ears for accents ever.

Probably true. But, yesterday, at the cinema (or movie theater as we Americans say), I met two girls from New Jersey! How random is that? I think they may have thought I was crazy when I kind of stalked them for a minute in the ladies room, and then finally got the guts to ask. The worst part is I left mid-way through our conversation. What was I supposed to do? There was a stall opening, and I couldn’t stand around all day while we discussed the fact that I used to live in New Jersey when I was 8 years old.

What else?

I think I may cut all my hair off tomorrow. Will let you know after hairdressers. Thinking bob a la Katie Holmes. Or possibly Meg Ryan a la City of Angels. Or Frankie Sandford from The Saturdays.