Do you remember that movie from about 5 years ago The Day After Tomorrow? It had Dennis Quaid and Jake Gyllenhaal in it and the premise was that after years of unabated global warming, the greenhouse effect is wreaking havoc all over the globe in the form of catastrophic hurricanes, tornadoes, tidal waves, floods and, most ominously, the beginning of the next Ice Age.
My toes think that the next Ice Age is upon us. Really, they are frozen, we Southern folks are not accustomed to this.
Quaid played a Paleoclimatologist, I did not know there was such a thing, I am sure he was one of those homeschooled geniuses. I jest, just perpetuating the stereotype. I love causing a ruckus. Anyway, he tries to save the world while also finding and bringing his son to safety who was in New York when the city was overwhelmed by the beginnings of the new big freeze. Once his trek began to find his son, walking.... in the snow... in the freezing cold, I had to pile the blankets on to watch it.
Movies effect me like that, by the end of watching The Fugitive, I felt like I had run a marathon.
Now, I am a Rockwellesque kind of girl, I have talked about that often. I love the idea of a lot of snow falling, a roaring fire, and cuddling on the couch. So, as the snow began to fall yesterday, a Saturday Evening Post cover waiting to happen formed in my mind.
Then reality kicked in. Kids going in and out of the snow 348 times, the mudroom is um, muddy, a ton of extra laundry and I do not have time to sit on the couch by the fire.
Alright, now I know everyone in the Northeast is laughing at this Southern girl complaining about the cold. But, come on I need some sunshine and warmth, we are beach people!
That's it, I am going green. Some people say global warming is a myth, I am not taking any chances, I would not make it if an Ice Age or even a Cold Age happened.
The Park Wife
OH WAIT, there is a glimmer, a little hint that I DO have a Rockwell kind of life. Our church in our wonderful little village surrounded by an extraordinary state park. Sigh, life is back on kilter in my mind.