Have you ever been perfectly comfortable? That sublime, transcendent feeling that comes after choosing the perfect spot and then settling in, adjusting, readjusting, until your body becomes one with the space, your unique contours meshing exactly to the environment, so that you never want to get up? Turns out that’s not always a good thing.
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With the heat wave we’re having right now, that snow looks heavenly! Can you make a little room for me doggo please?
It’s Christmas in July!! Puppo looks so comfy. And thanks for sending a picture of coolness to help with everyone’s heat wave. I thought we were bad here in SoCal with the upper 80s but Seattle, Spokane, Portland over 100. Good Golly that’s beyond warm!!!
It’s a balmy 91 here in New Jersey…it only feels like 100.
With all that floof, doggo probably doesn’t even notice the snow. Probably wondering why some person with a camera is telling him to come inside.
It’s 30C but feels like 40C with the humidity!
For those who use Fahrenheit that’s 86 but feels like 104!
It’s 91 in NYC with a heat index value of 100. Once the temperature hits 70 I start counting the days to fall.
Me too. I hate hot weather. (And we basically have the same weather; I’m only about 60 miles from Manhattan.)
LOL You’re talking to someone who got a driver’s license at 33, back in the 80s, and drove a couple of times on vacation in the West. I googled where in New Jersey is 60 miles from Manhattan – unsurprisingly the answers were unenlightening. I judge distance by how long it takes to get somewhere on the subway, or city blocks – 60 miles is 1200 city street blocks or 400 avenue blocks – definitely too far to walk! But I get 60 miles is not far. And we’re definitely in the same sinkhole of humidity.
60 miles is closer than the time it takes to drive there would suggest. Especially at rush hour. (I was actually surprised it wasn’t further away when I looked it up.) Normal non-rush hour traffic is at least an hour and a half. (Bruce Springsteen’s “My Hometown” is about my town, if that helps. š )
Thanks. I had to look it up. Bruce Springsteen is a bit after my time. My younger sister took me to a concert/ show after he became HUGE and I understood. I’m sure the star power he exuded could be seen from outer space.
When I lived in Florida my car had black vinyl interior and I didn’t have shaded parking. And since it was a Volkswagen the A/C only worked in the winter.
Pretty sure that you could’ve cooked an egg on the car seat. I actually more mittens to be able to handle the metal steering wheel.
Ouch!
My car’s steering wheel actually doesn’t get that hot (it gets very warm but it doesn’t burn my hands) but the parking break and gear shifter do. I keep a light colored towel in the car, partly to dry things off on rainy days, but in the summer I lay it over the center console so I can not burn my fingers in the afternoon. Except I just realized I forgot to do that this morning.
Living in a European smalltown (the second biggest one in my country) I cannot even imagine 1200 city street blocks, it just sounds impossible, so many cannot exist š
As a third-generation native New Yorker, with a NON-driver license, I judge distances the same way!
Yes, me too.
Want. Snow. Now.
Supposed to hit 46C this afternoon. Bring on Jack Frost.
Peeps, just had an idea, inspired by puppers. How many of us are within driving distance of Leavenworth, Washington? Iām thinking that, if COVID regulations allow, we could schedule a possible get-together at the Christmas Village there this December. Design a Cutetropolis logo for sweatshirts, wear outrageous animal hats, etc.
Just an idea.
Sounds like fun but I’m on the opposite coast.
Me, too. I have had similar thoughts and it would be fun but probably out of my league anyway since hubster’s illness.
Love this darling floofsnowball.
Stay safe if you’re in the heat, everybody. We’ve cooled off in Colorado but it may be very short-lived.