Why I Really Need to Live in England

I love England. I love the people, the history, the weather...yes, I love the weather. Cold and rainy. It sounds absolutely heavenly on a day like today. Why, you ask? Because it's HOT here and my a/c is NOT WORKING.

My husband will be the first to tell you how completely grouchy I get when I am hot. I am unbearable to live with and you might as well just leave me to my air conditioned house and tank tops and shorts. But our thermometer is not working today and I'm TRYING to patiently wait for hubby to get home from work so we can go get a new one. I simply cannot live without my a/c.

Nebraska is not the best place to live if you don't like heat. Especially where I'm at. The humidity combined with the heat is unbearable. Of course, I've acclimated to the humidity since I've been here for three years - much better than the dry, hot, dusty heat of western Nebraska. But I still long for those cold, rainy days in England...I absolutely loved them. They weren't the best for sight-seeing, but I'd take them over Nebraska heat any day.

And of course, my two dogs, which you can see here http://mypeoplepc.com/members/literaryace/reflectionsofromance/id8.html
had the brilliant idea to run off this morning. The large one, Tiny Bear (yeah, yeah, he's not very Tiny but he's my husband's dog), decided to push open the screen door this morning and take off. And of course, he took my dog with him.

My daughter and I rushed out to the car and took off after them. Luckily they'd only gotten a few blocks away, and my dog hurried over to my car as soon as he heard me yell at him. He knows when he's in trouble, unlike Tiny, who simply doesn't care. I know the neighbors were getting their daily dose of laughter by watching me try to corner Tiny. I'd get within a few feet of him and try to grab him, only to have him take off again, leaving me with a handful of fur. GRRRRRR.

To make a long story short, I had to drive past a NO TRESPASSING sign to find Tiny and I think it was sheer exhaustion on his part that let me catch him. This is not the first time I've had to do this with Tiny - and I'm sure it won't be the last. But I'm hoping that once our fence is completely finished (just have to put up the gates), Tiny will get to run around the yard instead of being on a chain and that should help curb his wandering nature.

Of course, you can't stay mad at them for long. But they've been banished outside for the remainder of the day, though!