The good news is that I don't live in the Texas Hill Country or anywhere near Dallas. It continues to be soggy weather here in West Houston. The plants are happy...
Many fireworks displays have been cancelled tonight. However, our biggest fireworks display, The Freedom Festival, will still go on. News is that the main stage has been moved directly onto Allen Parkway and not on the soggy hill. My advice...watch the ABC affiliate and stay home!
As always, I thank the sponsors of this year's event...Shell and Chevrolet.
Wednesday, July 4, 2007
Thursday, May 31, 2007
Glug, glug, there's sludge in the tub
Wow! A full week worth of rain here, causing chaos all over town. Nothing serious, just enough to cause the second shower to spew out a smattering of sludge, rocks and sediment at the 9:00 o'clock hour tonight. Guess I'll be spending the day on the phone tomorrow trying to get a plumber over here!
Friday, May 18, 2007
Unexpected Cool Front, Preparing for Higher Temps
What a nice welcome, change! Just when I thought summer was here for good, we had a blast of dry air that is making for wonderful nights of sleep, and a bit of extra energy to get everything done. We've been waking up to temperatures in the low 60's for the last two mornings, with another luxurious two mornings of cool, dry air promised.
Summer in Houston proves challenging at best. May and June usually stay in the low 90's with incredibly stifling humidity. July brings temperatures up into the high 90's, sometimes with some dry spells that almost make night time livable. Then comes August and September, with extremely high humidity, the threat of tropical storms and highs in the low 100's. The low 100's may not sound extreme to those living in drier climates, yet you add that dose of high humidity and it literally sucks the breath out of your lungs at 5:00 p.m. each afternoon. You pray for rain storms, then cringe afterwards as the returning sunshine creates a mucky sauna in front of you, steam rising off the urban pavement.
Some people thrive in this hot climate, especially those from the Midwest USA who hate the eternal cold they experience living on the Great Lakes. Me? I become a relic of my caved air conditioning, crawling out only early in the morning or after sundown when the temperatures slowly crawl into the upper 80's or 90's. I do a lot of sewing, laundry and home improvement in the summertime, especially since I'm nearly bonkers from staying in. Insomnia is also a problem, something you'll notice as others like you visit their local Walmart (screaming kids in tow, no less) at 2:00 a.m.
And, back to the present, my calla lilies are starting to bloom, large yellow blossoms that easily fall when the southern winds start to hit them. This year, I've added some dollar store bulbs...gladiolas, etc. to the mix. It will be interesting to see what blooms next. Stay cool ! Terre
Summer in Houston proves challenging at best. May and June usually stay in the low 90's with incredibly stifling humidity. July brings temperatures up into the high 90's, sometimes with some dry spells that almost make night time livable. Then comes August and September, with extremely high humidity, the threat of tropical storms and highs in the low 100's. The low 100's may not sound extreme to those living in drier climates, yet you add that dose of high humidity and it literally sucks the breath out of your lungs at 5:00 p.m. each afternoon. You pray for rain storms, then cringe afterwards as the returning sunshine creates a mucky sauna in front of you, steam rising off the urban pavement.
Some people thrive in this hot climate, especially those from the Midwest USA who hate the eternal cold they experience living on the Great Lakes. Me? I become a relic of my caved air conditioning, crawling out only early in the morning or after sundown when the temperatures slowly crawl into the upper 80's or 90's. I do a lot of sewing, laundry and home improvement in the summertime, especially since I'm nearly bonkers from staying in. Insomnia is also a problem, something you'll notice as others like you visit their local Walmart (screaming kids in tow, no less) at 2:00 a.m.
And, back to the present, my calla lilies are starting to bloom, large yellow blossoms that easily fall when the southern winds start to hit them. This year, I've added some dollar store bulbs...gladiolas, etc. to the mix. It will be interesting to see what blooms next. Stay cool ! Terre
Sunday, May 6, 2007
Prom, End of Year Celebrations in Houston
Wow! What a busy weekend here in West Houston. I chaperoned the 8th grade prom at my son's middle school on Saturday night. What a blast!
This generation dances differently than we old folks of yester-year. Although a few 70's and 80's nostalgia music was added in (remember John Travolta and "Staying Alive"?) the mix, most of the songs played consisted of rap and hip hop. I must say the dance moves on the floor, jumping from the bottom of the floor, up and back down again make my earlier punk rock days look mild. Fun was had by all, despite one pretend fight, one slam dance that ended up with one student again a pole (no injuries) and one attempt at doing a lollapaloosa by passing one student over the top of the crowd.
That got the teachers and principals moving into the middle of the crowd. Next thing you know they were out there in the middle dancing it up, doing some pretty good caricatures of what one of my co-workers calls "getting it on, man!" Trust me, dedicated parents, teachers and principals kept it all at a G rating.
Of other note this weekend was the end of the confirmation season at my son's church. By the end of the second church service today, a group of tired 8th graders were looking at all of their parents with major annoyance. If you had been a fly on the wall, the buzz would have been..."Why did my stupid parents put me through this, why are we still standing here, and quit taking my picture!" Teenagers, you gotta love them... Have a great week...it will be a relief to sit back down at my desk tomorrow for 30 second intervals! Take care, Terre
This generation dances differently than we old folks of yester-year. Although a few 70's and 80's nostalgia music was added in (remember John Travolta and "Staying Alive"?) the mix, most of the songs played consisted of rap and hip hop. I must say the dance moves on the floor, jumping from the bottom of the floor, up and back down again make my earlier punk rock days look mild. Fun was had by all, despite one pretend fight, one slam dance that ended up with one student again a pole (no injuries) and one attempt at doing a lollapaloosa by passing one student over the top of the crowd.
That got the teachers and principals moving into the middle of the crowd. Next thing you know they were out there in the middle dancing it up, doing some pretty good caricatures of what one of my co-workers calls "getting it on, man!" Trust me, dedicated parents, teachers and principals kept it all at a G rating.
Of other note this weekend was the end of the confirmation season at my son's church. By the end of the second church service today, a group of tired 8th graders were looking at all of their parents with major annoyance. If you had been a fly on the wall, the buzz would have been..."Why did my stupid parents put me through this, why are we still standing here, and quit taking my picture!" Teenagers, you gotta love them... Have a great week...it will be a relief to sit back down at my desk tomorrow for 30 second intervals! Take care, Terre
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