It's been almost two years since my last guest blog. (That sounds a bit confessional, doesn't it?) The circumstances were extraordinary: I was basically blackmailed into it because I wanted to spend the morning shopping and Don didn't. I blogged. I shopped. Don came along.
Once again, circumstances are extraordinary, in fact, dire. Don is making noises about not blogging for awhile, or perhaps not at all. Last night I mentioned he hadn't blogged recently. He said he wasn't inspired and cited some blogger who had observed that 500 or so postings was pretty much the limits of most blogs.
I'm not happy with this possible turn of events.
Yes, I'm a big fan, and our families look forward to his blogs, however Don's blog yielded an unanticipated benefit. Since he started blogging three years ago, I discovered I didn't need to write newsy e-mails. All I need to do is drop a note, which says “Hi, how ya doing?” along with the URL to Don's blog. “This is a good way to keep up with what's going on in our lives,” I add. Presto, the ball is in their court and I'm sans guilt.
This has to be fixed. I need to get Don rev'd up about blogging. And to do that I evidently have to guest post (his suggestion last night). So I'm writing about the weather, or current temperatures in Hobart to be exact.
Winter started officially here on June 1 (I know, that's not the scientific date but Don's already covered that one). April and May (our autumn months) had been largely sunny with reasonable temperatures. Yes, the nights were coldish, but the days seldom required more than a jumper (sweater).
Today that all changed. This morning I got up and saw another beautiful blue sky. While pouring my coffee, I mentioned that it looked like another nice day, Don demurred. “It's three degrees out,” he growled. “I froze my butt off getting the garbage cans.” Then later in the morning I discovered him warming that same butt next to the radiator.
In five days we head to Bali for a week of 29+C (88+F) temperatures. This afternoon Don observed that Bali was was looking better every hour.
I figure if his butt continues to freeze and his knees don't give out, come June/July we'll be heading to a warm spot somewhere for quite a few years.
This is a turn of events I am happy with. And worthy of a biennial blog.