Stop Laughing

It’s cold here, for Maui. Okay, you can stop laughing now. Even though our house has full insulation and Anderson windows, this morning I had a space heater running and was warming my hands over the gas stove burner. And the cat had her tail wrapped over her face:


It’s been raining for almost 3 months solid here, which is wonderful, because we’ve been in a drought for like, ten years. It’s been almost a perfect winter… but now it’s cold, humid, and raining, and we have no furnaces. It’s 67° inside the house.

See what I mean:

67 Degrees inside the house

67 Degrees inside the house

My aunt just wrote to say its 80° in Northern California. Show-off.

We all have thin blood here, even our cat, Lili. We heated up one of those microwavable neck-thingees for her to lay on, but she’s still complaining.

Oh, stop laughing.

A hui hou! Mahalo for reading along. If you’d like to stay in the loop, please click the “Follow” button on the Homepage.

Aloha, Jamaica

2 thoughts on “Stop Laughing

  1. You won’t hear any laughter from me, because I’m the same way! I have lived in Florida for more than 20 years now, and if the temp drops below 70 degrees, I’m freezing! And here there is central A/C *everywhere* and they like to set the temp at something like 67 degrees! I haven’t worn a short sleeved shirt to work in over a year…and I’ve been spotted at work with GLOVES on when my hands get cold, too!

    So here’s some tea and sympathy from a sister on the mainland! 🙂

    • Aloha Anela,
      Thank you for writing…and for the tea and sympathy. It’s hard to understand until your blood has thinned, isn’t it? Mahalo for reading along.
      Aloha! Jamaica

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