Thanks for the rain!

The weather. It is always there. And people are NEVER happy about it. The sun shines and it gets hot for a few days and everyone is sighing, and tired, and worrying about the drought that is inevitable and how global warming is upon us in apocalyptic proportions, and on and on and on. And how it is predicted to be the most serious forest fire season ever, as bad as 2003... the Kelowna fire year. And then, praises be, it rains. Not just a few drops here and there, but pour down saturate the ground type of rain, that we should be thanking our Creator for. But no, what do the people do? They whine and complain: wettest August in history, imagine it being so cold in August, how fair is THAT for those of us who take vacations in August.
Not me. I am so happy, I hate it when it is hot, especially if I have to be anywhere where there is pavement. Probably a sign of aging(yet another one) this intolerance for temperature extremes. The thought of a move to Victoria or somewhere else on the south island is appealing although I am quite convinced that it will fall into the ocean one day, when the big one hits. So lets not do that. We'll just stay in our quiet little hot/cold town and put up with the weather. And try not to complain too much.
I am reading the book "Three Cups of Tea" Wow, what an amazing story about an even more amazing man. Greg Mortenson, wouldn't I like to meet him one day. How wonderfully fulfilling it must be to have found one's purpose in life. I can't help but feel that I haven't yet discovered mine, besides parenting two wonderful human beings. I feel there is something waiting for me which will be revealed after I loosen that albatross from my neck, which is my job...
Yikes I feel a bit like I have a bit in my mouth. My sweet niece discovered this blog, and I fear that suddenly everything i say will be measured , judged and reported to her mother who is my dear but very straight and righteous sister, who will then chastise me for my less than upright views on life. WOW. Fifty seven years old and still worried of what others may think of me...Gotta get over that. "Love me the way I am or leave me be"
must go, time to do my yoga video. Gotta stay lean and mean in my old age...