Ah... a fresh new blog. Hardly anything in the pages. Just smell that new blog smell. What to talk about, what to talk about... well it is a day from a Festivas for the rest of us. And we can't forget about that nice birthday celebration of the son of a diety in a few days. A new year on the Gregorian Calender as well. Oh, and yes, the new Harry Potter book was named ("Deathly Hallows" if you are one of those who have managed to avoid all the hubbub).
The Holidays feel off this year, though. I live in Atlanta and last year it was sufficiently cool (high in the low 40s, etc) and felt like December. Though it couldn't compare to New Jersey weather (where I lived for the first 22 years of my life), which even includes wonders such as snow, a relatively rare thing in the Big Peach (Hey, don't look at me, wikipedia said was a valid nickname). But this year something is different... something is off...
It may be that I'm sitting here after 9:00 PM on Friday night before Christmas and it's freaking 60 DEGREES F. Are you kidding me? What, is it going to be 70 for Christmas? That's not Christmas weather... that's spring weather. That's the weather for wearing short sleeve shirts and... stuff. It turns my entire world upside down. Well, maybe not, but it's still freaking weird.
I can only hope that the Gods of weather will look down and realize they've messed up and for a day or so reverse the global warming trend and bring us closer to actual Christmas weather. Just for old time's sake or something.
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