Is there a name for the extreme fear of being cold? Yes, it's called frigophobia and is a condition from which I suffer. I assure you, suffer is the appropriate word, as it’s both debilitating and expensive. Frankly, I’d rather be hungry, tired, itchy, achy, sweaty, swollen, chapped, chafed, anything but cold. Or even chilled. … Continue reading : the annual fall panic :
Tag: fall
: goodbye daylight saving time :
Great, if we're turning back the clocks, then I’ll fall back, too. I’ll return to an old trick I haven’t used in a while: the use of clever and hilarious quotations from clever, hilarious people. They’re hugely entertaining and require no effort on my part. Frankly, copying and pasting is about all I can manage … Continue reading : goodbye daylight saving time :
: well, look who’s here :
Autumn, dammit. It showed up at precisely 10:21 (edt) this morning and it wasn’t empty-handed. Oh, no. This year it came bearing a To Do list, in addition to the falling temperatures and dwindling daylight. At the top of the list is a four-letter word: Move. You see, I have two new neighbors, one above … Continue reading : well, look who’s here :
: fall arrived presorted :
It came in the mail yesterday. The L.L. Bean catalog landed with a thud on my kitchen counter, heralding ‘coziest women’s clothes & more.’ Inside were flannel robes, Ultrasoft Sweats, down comforters, all the trappings for cold, wet, windswept weather. In August, goddam it. Why do retailers insist on raining on our parade? It’s summer, … Continue reading : fall arrived presorted :
: this one’s got our name on it :
Yours and mine. We may as well kiss our sorry butts goodbye, because for the next six months or so we’re marked men and women. ulp. If we had any brains at all we’d run like we’re on fire. Starting now. Open your eyes and look around, the writing’s on the wall, big as life. … Continue reading : this one’s got our name on it :
: autumn or fall? :
Neither. I call this the pre-party to Hell freezing over: winter in Illinois. In polite company, though, I generally use fall; I find it’s more descriptive. I mean, the temperatures fall, the leaves fall, the light falls, and my spirits, oy, they don’t fall so much as plummet. They rain down like space junk -- … Continue reading : autumn or fall? :
the whirly girl 