I almost took a picture of myself wearing shorts on Saturday. It was a sunny day, but it was kind of cool. I was thinking it might have been the last shorts day of the year. The last couple of days has made it seem likely that I was right. It’s been almost cold.
Yesterday I got really chilled at school. I couldn’t seem to warm up, even with coffee, even with my truck heater at full blast. I thought choir practice would be exceptionally cold: the walls and floors at church are made of thick cement. I decided to take some portable heat with me. Last Easter for the sunrise service, I had bought a whole bunch of chemical hand warmer pouches. It turned out to be an extremely warm morning, so I didn’t use them. They’ve been sitting unused in my basement stairwell. Until now.
I was excited because it was chilly here (sweater weather!), but now we’re having a couple of warm days. Maybe this will all blow your way in a couple of days.
You need to move to Florida.
(Why is spell check telling me I spelled ‘move’ wrong? Have things changed?)
Perhaps you have the cow version of spell check. I think they spell that word “mooove”.
Ha!
We had the hand warmers that used a state change instead of a chemical reaction for the heat. They were a super saturated liquid and when you surprise them they formed a big crystal and warmed you up. You could boil them in water to melt them back into a liquid.
Hours of warm enjoyment.
So. I’ll take the bait.
How does one “surprise” a hand warmer?
Any sort of sudden motion will surprise it. A loud (enough) sound would probably do the same. Anything that will get that first crystal formed.
Unique up on it.
Oh wait, wrong joke.
hehe…I like that!
Yesterday I walked out of the house in a short sleeved shirt & dress sandals…no socks. My feet were cold on the way to work. But I was fine once I got inside.
Today I had to break down & put on socks & regular shoes. My feet hate confinement.
Students told me this afternoon my room felt good to them because it was “so warm” and they were glad I, at least, had heat. While it always makes a teacher happy to know she has met a student need, this was all news to me. I turned nothing on (and won’t until someone informs we that we even have heat!), neither opened nor closed any windows…but I did spend a bit of my middle-aged day taking off my jacket…putting my jacket back on…removing my jacket…replacing my jacket…
How was it in that tropical paradise you call your classroom today, Brad? Being over the boiler room and all, you’re usually snug as a bug in a sauna, aren’tcha’?