Oh, dear goodness I am exhausted. I just had a very full weekend and tomorrow is gonna be super packed too. However, I felt as though I needed to write something, and so here I am. For lack of a better topic- or maybe I'm just so out of it right now I don't have enough mental strength to think that hard- it's time for the awkward small talk about the weather.
Well, I mean, hopefully it's not that awkward. But it is actually about the weather. The weird thing though, is that in Waynesburg, the weather takes on a deeper meaning than small talk; it is an actual topic of concern, dismay, and confusion to all who experience it. The only thing that is predictable about Waynesburg weather is Rain Day, a day upon which almost every year, it rains. Oh, and if I recall correctly, last year it didn't. So there you go.
For instance, I'll tell you about this past week. Thursday, I was wearing a cute t-shirt top, a little skirt and flip flops. It was beautifully sunny all day, with a warm wind blowing (granted, that bit was a little unfortunate, due to my attire. Seriously felt like Marilyn Monroe.). I walked around, carrying my flower-accessorized flip flops rather than wearing them, smiling into the sun, dancing a little and singing to myself. That evening, while waiting for choir rehearsal to start, I found myself and two choir friends at the top of the chapel steps, barefoot, a lovely breeze tossing my hair, serenading Bri with "Dream a Little Dream of Me," and then waltzing with Laura. It was SO beautiful out.
The day was a little like this:
Saturday, I was wearing a sweater. -_-
Now don't get me wrong, I love sweaters. They are probably one of my favorite articles of clothing; they're so soft and cuddly and cozy and when I'm wearing them I just wanna sit by a fireplace and sip a cup of tea. But there is a time and a place, and the flipping middle of April is not it. I can honestly roll with whatever weather comes about. I mean, I'm not sure I'd be cool with natural disasters and the like, but rain and snow and wind and sun and stuff. I can find plus sides and rock out to whatever, I'd just prefer to not to have my entire weather schema blown out of the water in the process.
I'd have been fine with rain- warm rain, mind you- because that stuff is seriously a blast. I can go all "Singin' in the Rain" and go outside and splash around. But no. It just got cold. Again.
It took till the first couple of weeks of April before I felt it was safe to put away my snow boots. I just sent most of my sweaters home with my Dad, but I'm debating whether that was really a wise choice. I guess I'll find out. One day I could be outside doing homework/trying to tan my paleness away, wearing a tank top and shorts, and the very next be all bundled up. Seriously, Waynesburg? Seriously? Kinda givin' me whiplash.
Sometimes the best thing to do is wear a tank top, covered by a t-shirt, covered by a hoodie, and depending on the day, covered by a coat. As the day goes on, just peel off the unnecessary layers. Not even kidding, this has happened.
So basically, if ever you visit this little town, pack accordingly. And by accordingly, I mean for any possible weather scenario, no matter what time of year it happens to be.
Well, there's that. I'm feeling as though it's not actually that interesting of a topic now that I'm actually seeing it... hmm, well I apologize for that. At least there's lots of random video clips (my sleep-deprived and easily amused mind just couldn't resist.)
OH! Also, for some reason, I just keep getting urges to waltz, no matter where I happen to be at the time. Like on the chapel steps as I was saying earlier, while I was at West Coast Swing practice, during intermission for my choir concert, while I was waiting to start a ceremony today, when I notice that a song I'm hearing could potentially be a waltz, while working in the library and no one is around(I checked), etc. I don't actually know if that's relevant especially not to the weather, although perhaps the extra vitamin D I've been getting has put me in a waltz-y mood.
(Like So:
Well, I mean, hopefully it's not that awkward. But it is actually about the weather. The weird thing though, is that in Waynesburg, the weather takes on a deeper meaning than small talk; it is an actual topic of concern, dismay, and confusion to all who experience it. The only thing that is predictable about Waynesburg weather is Rain Day, a day upon which almost every year, it rains. Oh, and if I recall correctly, last year it didn't. So there you go.
For instance, I'll tell you about this past week. Thursday, I was wearing a cute t-shirt top, a little skirt and flip flops. It was beautifully sunny all day, with a warm wind blowing (granted, that bit was a little unfortunate, due to my attire. Seriously felt like Marilyn Monroe.). I walked around, carrying my flower-accessorized flip flops rather than wearing them, smiling into the sun, dancing a little and singing to myself. That evening, while waiting for choir rehearsal to start, I found myself and two choir friends at the top of the chapel steps, barefoot, a lovely breeze tossing my hair, serenading Bri with "Dream a Little Dream of Me," and then waltzing with Laura. It was SO beautiful out.
The day was a little like this:
(Plus, everyone needs a little Frank Sinatra in their life.) <3
Or This:
Sitting here, desperately wanting to spazzy-dance, except for my roommate could come back any second.
I must be tired; I'm over here pretty much dying of laughter. I'm aware it's only vaguely
relevant, but I'm kinda thrilled I could slip this in. Hehe.
Now don't get me wrong, I love sweaters. They are probably one of my favorite articles of clothing; they're so soft and cuddly and cozy and when I'm wearing them I just wanna sit by a fireplace and sip a cup of tea. But there is a time and a place, and the flipping middle of April is not it. I can honestly roll with whatever weather comes about. I mean, I'm not sure I'd be cool with natural disasters and the like, but rain and snow and wind and sun and stuff. I can find plus sides and rock out to whatever, I'd just prefer to not to have my entire weather schema blown out of the water in the process.
I'd have been fine with rain- warm rain, mind you- because that stuff is seriously a blast. I can go all "Singin' in the Rain" and go outside and splash around. But no. It just got cold. Again.
You didn't actually expect me to make that reference and not show it, did you?
It took till the first couple of weeks of April before I felt it was safe to put away my snow boots. I just sent most of my sweaters home with my Dad, but I'm debating whether that was really a wise choice. I guess I'll find out. One day I could be outside doing homework/trying to tan my paleness away, wearing a tank top and shorts, and the very next be all bundled up. Seriously, Waynesburg? Seriously? Kinda givin' me whiplash.
Sometimes the best thing to do is wear a tank top, covered by a t-shirt, covered by a hoodie, and depending on the day, covered by a coat. As the day goes on, just peel off the unnecessary layers. Not even kidding, this has happened.
So basically, if ever you visit this little town, pack accordingly. And by accordingly, I mean for any possible weather scenario, no matter what time of year it happens to be.
Well, there's that. I'm feeling as though it's not actually that interesting of a topic now that I'm actually seeing it... hmm, well I apologize for that. At least there's lots of random video clips (my sleep-deprived and easily amused mind just couldn't resist.)
OH! Also, for some reason, I just keep getting urges to waltz, no matter where I happen to be at the time. Like on the chapel steps as I was saying earlier, while I was at West Coast Swing practice, during intermission for my choir concert, while I was waiting to start a ceremony today, when I notice that a song I'm hearing could potentially be a waltz, while working in the library and no one is around(I checked), etc. I don't actually know if that's relevant especially not to the weather, although perhaps the extra vitamin D I've been getting has put me in a waltz-y mood.
(Like So:
Who doesn't love Rogers and Hammerstein? OOH! new post idea! That's totally happening. )
Well, that's all I have for now. Haha, hope you enjoyed it. Ya know, got a little prep for if you're ever in Waynesburg. Have a splendid day, dears, and try to enjoy the weather, whatever it may be. : )
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