For this Florida girl it is a tough description of the weather to translate. H took this to mean that it would be like going to the Antarctic in winter and he should pack his parka and boots. I took it to mean that it would be as cold as the grocery store produce department and a little drier than Florida in the rainy season. Turns out we are both wrong. Chilly and Damp English style is exactly that. The sky is grey on grey on grey. You can't see the planes that are flying over head even though they are only about 800 feet above us. (or at least it sounds that way) The air is as damp as the Florida air in August but it is not being heated up by that HOT Florida sun. It has not rained since we arrived but if you go out you get wet. In other words, it is EXACTLY what you picture when you picture England.
SO WHAT THE HECK ARE WE DOING HERE?
Last night at dinner answered that question . . . laughing with the family and having Abby and Roman sitting next to me at dinner was what it is all about. Even with the spilled milk. The kids are getting so tall and BOTH of them are really sounding British. The accents are there and coming out more and more. Kyle and Bridget are staying true American but the kids are English.
Yesterday we walked over to pick Abby up from her sewing class. She and a dozen little girls were sitting sewing their pencil cases and acting like silly little 7 year olds. Abby has a great group of friends this year and her school class is a wonderful mix of nice little girls. No one is being bossy and they all seem to get along great. Roman came out of school yesterday with a bunch of boys that all seemed to be great. As we were walking home Roman walked with me a chatted up a storm. His English is fantastic and he has a lot to talk about. Both kids are outgoing and personable and full of fun.
Even the chilly and damp wouldn't keep me away.
Last night Ger and I actually stayed away an HOUR after the kids went to bed at 8. Then it was time to crash and crash we did!! This trip Ger and I are camping out in the parlor down stairs so that Roman doesn't have to give up his room. K&B went out and bought HUGE blow up beds. I'm talking BEDS, not just mattresses. These beauties stand as tall as a regular bed and are entirely inflated. They have got to be queen size at least and are so freaking comfy that I didn't want to get up! (I know that is nothing new but I'm talking COMFORT!) Bridget bought beautiful new comforters in a very pretty pink rose design. The comforters are so thick and warm that I just snuggled under like a bear going into hibernation. So by 9:30 last night the house was quiet and we were snoring. Except for a pee break in the middle of the night the next thing we knew it was 10 AM! Ger was dead on his feet last night. The trip seemed to be harder on him that usual and at the moment he is snuggled up under an afghan on the couch taking a nap. Bridget is out at Abby's school until 3:30 so I think I will take Ger's lead and also take a nap.
Chilly and Damp can be good for something.
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