We are having freaky weird weather, even for Hot-Lanta. Thunderstorms. And it's hot. Record-breaking hot. The high today will be 72.
The high tomorrow will be in the 50's, which is more normal. The rain will taper off.
I actually slept with a fan on last night. I would've opened the window but I need Michael to do that.
As irritating as it is to walk Lola outside and try to hold a stadium umbrella over her and me, I am grateful for this day.
I do not have to go shopping. My shopping is done.
I have a few more small things to deliver, little home-baked presents to some folks who have been sweet to us this past year, particularly sweet to Michael. He has a couple of steady customers in the babysitting realm, and he likes doing it, so I want to honor those folks and thank them.
Due to his work schedule, my brother is coming in Christmas Eve late in the afternoon and leaving the day after Christmas. So we will have him for just over a day, but that's OK. At least he is coming home. I hate remembering the years he was on active duty in some far-off post and couldn't come home at all. Those were Christmases when my father cried all day.
We watched on TV yesterday Remember the Titans, and it's an excellent film. I have a weird quirk in that I really like movies about football but I don't watch football games. Well, sometimes I watch - if UGA is in a big game, for instance - but I get all excited and scream and yell and nobody wants to be in the house with me during those times, so I have to refrain, which is not tough, since my understanding of the game itself is limited.
However, I have a lot of Facebook buddies who live in Knoxville, where I spent a lot of my growing up years, and there are many of my female friends who never miss a University of Tennessee football game, either in person or on TV. They publish posts on game day which are incomprehensible to those of us not watching., but sometimes funny.
We also watched Roxanne, a movie I love because it's set in the mountains of Colorado and is such a sweet, funny film. I see by the IMDB site that it was filmed in British Columbia. Wow. When it was made, Steve Martin was 41, and he had the athleticism and grace of a teenager in that movie. He is the master of physical comedy, and an actor that I love to watch because he's always so graceful, even if the film is a clunker.
Here's a clip. If you haven't seen this one, check it out:
