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Stop complaining about the weather, Jenny

Good morning and Happy Divine Mercy Sunday. 

Today is April 16, 2023 and I am sitting at my desk in our still-new-to-us home in the quaint town of Robins, Iowa. 

It's gonna be crap weather today, thank you fake Midwest spring. We had a week of teasing, "see this is how to be normal" spring weather, with a summer heat wave inserted. I broke out shorts, flip flops. We even started running the a/c. 

And today, the high will be 38. Good grief Iowa, just when I think I can "accept" you, you turn on me. 

 Yesterday  was an entirely different deal. Sunny, warm, and also "Opening Day" for the lawn mower. That's like, a seriously big deal when you live in the Midwest. You get to put the snow blower in the most rear-location in the garage, and say "buh bye," for the season. 

Then you hope the the lawn mower start, which is not an easy thing after sitting idle for a long winter.  My dear husband succeeded, however, in getting it started and he disappeared for three hours into "This is My  Land" bliss. 

But today we're on a frickin' "freeze watch". Seriously? April really is the cruelest month. That's the plight of a California girl who has lived in the Midwest past her expiration date. 

They do say that everyone complains about the weather, no one does anything about it.

Oh yeah, and for Lent, I "gave up" complaining. That doesn't leave much for conversation lol! I keep trying..

Talk soon and please say a prayer for me.

Jenny B 









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