Tuesday, March 13, 2012
It's downright balmy here in Chicago this week. Temps are hovering in the upper 60's, possibly hitting 78 degrees on Wednesday. Between the warm and the rain, the frogs have been officially awakened from hibernation.
Always a scary time for me, I peered out my window with the flashlight this morning to see how many sets of beady eyes I could find. With the rain, the frogs were lured onto the rocks outside of the pond--they just love the rain on their skin. It was great to see my old friends lined up, eyes a-shimmering, reflecting back 4 sets of little eyeballs staring back at me. 4 frogs made it through the winter--which isn't a bad lot. Not bad at all. From what I can figure, I only lost one frog....and we already knew about that.
After nearly sweating to death in the pool at the rec center, I finally located the thermometer and rubbed my goggles to make sure what I was reading was correct--the water is 88 degrees. I think hot tubs are normally set at 90 so that explains why all the seniors are moving really, really slow. I don't really know what hot tubs are set at--but I do know that it is NOT a good sign to jump into the lap lanes to find the water too warm. It isn't conducive to actual "swimming". Not kidding--after jumping in, I just have this urge to grab a noodle and float.
I made a friend yesterday--we shared a lap lane together. She came up to me complaining about the walkers in the lanes and the predominance of people just standing and talking. I almost hugged her. It was frustrating, but at least I have someone else who realizes that the pool is for working out--not just the Bob and Blab. It was nice to meet an actual "fish"--not just another "duck".
I was aghast to see that in the local paper, one of the worst teachers my kid has ever had is being nominated by another knucklehead for some award. I nearly fell off my chair. So, I do what any idiot would do--I make a comment on the story and now my name is attached to the comment for all to see. Yeah, me. Like I said, I'm an idiot. That ought to go over big at parent-teacher conferences this week.
Apparently I'm used to warm (if not hot) water. Ugh.