Do we have any Gene Autry fans out there ? Remember his song, " I'm Back in the Saddle Again" ? It went like this . . . " I'm back in the saddle again, Out where a friend is a friend, Where the long horn cattle feed on the lowly jimsonweed, I'm back in the saddle again " A catchy little tune that has stuck in my head for the last 75 years. (My dad was a fan of anything Western. Louis L'amour was his favorite author and Western movies were his choice of TV viewing.) I grew up with the radio always being on so I have a lot of old music rolling around in my otherwise empty brain.
Today I am writing my very own version of Gene Autrys hit song, titled . . . "I'm Back In The Flannel Again". It goes something like this . . .
"I'm back in the flannel again, Here in the frosty UP, Where the leaves are turning red and the garden is quite dead, I'm back in the flannel again !"
Yes folks . . . summer is gone and winter is knocking on the door. There is no Autumn up here in the UP or if there is an Autumn it lasts for about 2 weeks in late August or early September. Last week at this time it was 86 degrees and today it is 47. Where else can you have a 40 degree change in temperature in the span of 6 days ??? Last week at this time I was sitting out in the shade under my big Maple tree because it was too hot to sit in the sun, This week I am sitting on my bed with the heat on in the house.
The Man's body is totally in shock! One day he is roasting and the next he is freezing. His doesn't know what the hell is going on. The poor guy has no energy because his body is too busy switching from AC to Heat mode trying to stay comfortable. Forget trying to keep the house temperature comfortable for him. It's an old house so it is not that well insulated. No problem in the summer, just open the windows and let the breeze from the lake cool us down but staying warm is a whole other problem. As a result we play games with the thermostat. In the morning when The Man gets up the house is cool because I can not sleep when it is hot. I will go into Ninja mode at night after The Man goes to bed. Sneaking out to turn the thermostat down to anything below 92 degrees where he has had it set for the day. (I exaggerate just a little.) If I get really desperate at night I can open the window over the head of the bed so I can get some cool air blowing down on me while I sleep. But come morning Mr. Man gets up and heads for the kitchen IN HIS UNDERWEAR where he sits freezing . . . so he turns up the heat to about 85 because he is cold. He also "kindly" shuts the bedroom door so as to not disturb me. That's very nice except that I am now left sleeping in a closed room where the heat is coming up. After about a half hour I find myself trying to sleep in a sweat box.
But all that is old news . . .
The weather has officially changed into "Autumn/Winter" season or as we refer to it . . . Flannel Season. I am not quite ready for it yet. Today I will spend the afternoon cleaning out my clothes closet and dresser. Switching the shorts for the sweats and the tank tops for flannel. The good thing about this is that I don't have to put away my summer duds. They just get packed in a suitcase and put in the back of the car ready for the trip South in 3 weeks.
No need for flannel or Gene Autry in Florida . . . In a couple of weeks it's all about Jimmy Buffett and bathing suits !!!
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