When we arrived back in the United States late on Monday night a week ago (ha! see what I did there?) we were greeted with something we'd almost forgotten about-- rain.
I am weather obsessed. Unlike many of my fellow Republicans I do think we are witnessing climate change of some type-- I'm not sure it's man-made but I do know I've not seen a July rain like this as long as I can remember. I've seen rainy May's that's for sure-- but July is for lawn mowing and right now as I write this its Thursday and it has been downpouring with humidity in the 90% for the past four days. Mowing my lawn will involve a machete when it finally stops.
The California weather each day was very consistent. Our convention assistant (Hi Jerry!) said the week before we got there was near 100 with high humidity-- and while we were there it was mid 80s with some days of insane humidity but unlike here where it would seem that dinosaurs will soon unearth themselves from the wet moss that was once my lawn it would cool off enough at night that I needed a jacket and the humidity would all but disappear. There were two nights where I ate outdoors at the hotel restaurant and I was actually COLD. Cold in July-- what a concept!
Meanwhile, here in the Northeast its raining, its humid and I suspect the spiders in my shed are probably training with tiny swords in an effort to overthrow me when I go to get the lawnmower out. No worries, I've yet to meet a spider I couldn't squash.