Geography is Destiny
You know you live in northern New England when:
1) It's over halfway through April before you pack away the kids' winter clothes.
2) You have to leave out a set of hat and mittens for each kid because it still gets chilly in the evenings.
3) You just can't shake the feeling that you've singlehandedly guaranteed a nor'easter is going to dump two feet of snow tomorrow.
4) You bust out the summer clothes because, hey, it's been over fifty degrees for a whole week now!
5) You look at your summer clothes and, even though you remember all too vividly the record-breaking heat wave of last summer, trapped as you were in a stifling house with two small, crabby, tired, non-napping humans for weeks on end while temperatures climbed into the nineties daily in your non-air-conditioned house, you just cannot fathom that it will ever, ever be warm enough to wear those clothes again.
6)The forecast calls for temperatures in the sixties and you groan inwardly, dreading the parade of cleavage and belly-age and butt-cheek-age that will greet you in the halls.
7) The same kids in the belly/breast/butt-revealing clothing end up borrowing their friend's sweatshirt halfway through second period because, y'know, sixty degrees? Ain't so warm after all.
8) You drive around on the first sunny day with the window down (for the fresh air) and the heater on (to keep your feet warm).
9) You've worn snow boots and a short-sleeved t-shirt on the same day.
10) You go to Opening Day at Fenway Park armed with sunscreen, a hat, a fleece sweatshirt, a Gore-Tex rain jacket, and wool socks, and at some point in the day, you use them all.
Word.
Posted by: madge | April 19, 2008 at 07:02 PM
Yeah, I had the windows down and the seat heater on. And the toddler has NO summer clothes and I still haven't switched all the other clothes!
Posted by: Robin | April 20, 2008 at 02:09 PM
You've been to opening day at Fenway??!!? I bow at your feet.
Posted by: Madame Queen | April 21, 2008 at 04:17 PM
I'm here in No. VA but just thinking about packing away winter clothes. Then again, I've grown wimpier about temperatures since relocating from NY. 60 degrees? I use my seat warmer in my car for 60 degree days.
Posted by: Cherie | April 21, 2008 at 04:27 PM
yup, we dug the fleece mittens out of the bottom of the hamper this afternoon. We were all set to wash and store them for the season... not so fast.
Posted by: Bonnie | April 21, 2008 at 09:26 PM
Lest this become my own personal Tuzla ... I have NOT been to Opening Day at Fenway. I like baseball, in a "where's the guy with the hotdogs?" kinda way, which means I am unwilling to sell the kidney to pay Fenway ticket prices. However, I do have a lot of friends who would sacrifice a kidney AND a lung, and possibly a cornea or two, to go see the BoSox on any given day, and a lot of them take personal days that coordinate suspiciously with Opening Day. Sitting for four hours in the elements during what TS Eliot rightly called the cruelest month ain't my idea of a rockin' good time, but it takes all kinds.
Posted by: Caroline | April 22, 2008 at 08:55 AM
I just saw my first Red Sox game -- in Oakland! And verily I say unto you -- it was warm (sigh).
Posted by: Joanne | April 22, 2008 at 03:19 PM