The weather lately has been weird, that's the only way to describe it.
Today the sky got dark, really dark, and then all of a sudden Lewis exclaims "it's raining ice again!"
And exactly one hour later it is bright and sunny and all the ice has melted.
Did you know that the older you get the more you talk about the weather? It's true, just ask my Dad. Though in his case I can say his interest in the weather far exceeds his age. If there were a direct correlation, he would be 150. Sunday I missed a call from my Dad but Paul answered and told me when I got home.
My first question? "How's the weather in TN?" second "Anybody die?" third "How are the cows?"
These are my Dad's favorite topics - anyone relate?