Today, in an act of sheer bravery and impulsiveness, I took the winter sheets of my bed. You know, the fuzzy flannel ones with the little blue snowflakes. Yes, I know it was rash given that, though technically and according to the calendar, it's summer, the weather has been stubbornly winter-like and totally uncooperative in supporting the notion of summer in June.
Last week, leaning hopefully in the direction of warmer weather, I unplugged the electric blanket in the belief that it couldn't stay that cold forever. (Please, God.) Besides, I've been reading about EMFs (Electro-Magnetic Fields, not Emotional Meltdown Freak-outs, thought there may be more danger of the latter than the former) and that using an electric blanket, even if it saves you from getting frostbite in June, is "really bad for you".
The real reason that I had to take off the winter sheets is not because I'm too hot at night, (thought that happens but usually in flashes) but because there is a hole worn right through the bottom sheet and my feet keep getting tangled up in it. I kept waking up and trying to turn over only to find that my feet had gone through the hole and I couldn't move my legs.
I know this sounds a little like whining (because it is) but honestly, I don't really whine about anything else. It's just that I've come to expect (unrealistic, I know) that summer should arrive by June. It's not like I live in the Arctic. The weather in the Yukon is about the same as here in southern B.C. only they're getting more sunshine!
I have a solution, though. If you're one of those people sweltering in the heat wave cooking the U.S. right now and want to cool off, I'll trade you places. You can come and stay at my house and sleep on my crisp, cool summer sheets (under the duvet) and I'll go to your house and get warm for the first time this year. I'll pack all my suitcases with all my summer clothes and when I get to your house I'll change them several times a day just so I get the chance to wear them all before I have to come back home and get out the sweaters. I'll soak up so much Vitamin D that it should last me at least until October (when I'll have to buy the bulk size supply of tablets to last me the next nine months).
In the meantime, the forecast calls for a freckling of sunshine today so I had better get out there and absorb some of it. And tonight when I slip between my 200 thread count sheets? I'll be wearing my winter pyjamas.
I don't know about the rest of you but I love going to foreign countries. Different scenes, people, languages, customs and smells all contribute to the excitement of travel. While this foreign country is on of the least foreign to Canadians, the United States still qualifies.
In spite of our obvious likenesses, I still enjoy crossing the border just to be in a different country. I'm fortunate to be only about a half hour drive away from the nearest border crossing (though the line-ups to actually cross can easily take that long or longer). So today I popped into the nearest foreign country for a little look around. I had lunch at Starbucks in Barnes & Noble Book Store (which we don't have here in Canada). I did a few other things on my list then headed home. Because it turned out to be a sunny day, I felt almost like I was on holiday (that's Canada-speak for vacation).
Since my days as a child, lying on my stomach and gazing at the fold-out illustrations in National Geographic magazines, I have always been fascinated by archaeology. Mysteries and challenges intrigue me, which is why a Mayan archaeological find is the subject of my novel, Picking up the Pieces.
I found this little video about Mayan archaeology. Unfortunately, the archaeologist is not named but I find it significant that he is far from a young man, yet is still digging around in the jungles making discoveries.
At this time of year on the west coast (also known as the wet coast) we can go from mean and nasty winter weather to the cool, sweet breath of spring almost instantly. For example, only a couple of weeks ago we were having a blizzard complete with waist-deep snow drifts across the roads.
Now the magnolias are budding and the birds are definitely in flirt mode. After months of grey skies we've had a week of sunshine. It gives the spirit a lift, it does.
The month of January is behind us again, and February is marching toward March. To me, this is a good thing. However, much we might be tempted to hibernate (who isn't?) this time of year can be very productive.
I have recently developed and launched a series of writing programs to help writer write books. This is different from writing a stunning paragraph or learning how to use adjectives. My goal is to help those people who dream of writing a book to finally get the book written.
My program is called Write That Book Now! You can learn more about it here.
I have also developed services to help you publish your own book, if that's the way you choose to get it into print or e-book format. Learn more about those services here.
In other news.... I have started working on another novel in the same genre as Picking up the Pieces. Some of your favourite characters will make another appearance but the story leads you down a different path. Stay tuned for more.
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