A Difference of Opinion

I was visiting my grandparents and it was hot.

Eighty degrees hot.

For those of you who don’t think that sounds hot, I will hazard a guess that you didn’t just come off a winter whose temps dipped to -40, (yes that’s Fahrenheit) followed by a cold, late spring. Let me just tell you, us Wisconsinites hit 50 and pulled out shorts and tank tops because it was so nice. We aren’t yet acclimated to hot. And the 80 degree, still, humid weather was airless and hot.

So, on such a nice, warm evening Aunt Carol thought Grandma would like to go for a ride on the four-wheel “mule.”

Concerned about the evening turning chilly, Grandma was all for bundling up to go out. (Please remember the -40 winter and late spring!) Carol was able to convince her to merely bring along her knit hat rather than wear it and so as we loaded up and headed out into the field, it was sitting on the seat between them close at hand.

Slowly cruising through the hay field, we watched the bobolinks fly up off their nests and then float back down. We occasionally stopped to pull patches of blooming yellow rocket out of the green field. We headed into the woods to admire all the wildflowers and, we sweated.

We sweated in that way that happens when it’s so humid that it seems to be impossible to muster a drip of sweat. Instead skin turns unreasonably sticky. The air was too damp to allow even another drop of moisture to evaporate off your skin, bringing it’s cooling relief.

But, it was a beautiful night, the company was wonderful and the bit of a breeze as we moved along was a welcome relief. I sat, took a few pictures and tried to ignore the stickiness of the evening. Soon I heard Grandma’s voice float back to me:

“You were right, it is quite mild.”

 

Now, I believe that one should treat the matriarch of the family with respect, even if their opinion differs from yours. Not to mention disagreeing with the woman who raised eight children is bound to be a losing proposition (just ask my dad how that turns out.) But love and respect aside, my hair was curling, my legs were stuck to the inside of my jeans and I just couldn’t stop myself from hollering back,

“HOT grandma, it’s called HOT!”

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10 comments on “A Difference of Opinion

  1. Love the photos. And the punch line. We also get that hot, sticky humidity here in Northern Italy. Sometimes there’s so much humidity it makes a mist around the mountains and they disappear from view. Fortunately it’s only for a month or two at the most. Happy day to you.

    • Jessie says:

      That’s a lot of humidity! We get days like that here too (obviously) but usually they show up a little later in the summer. The weather returned to a much more reasonable temperature since then for which I am grateful!

  2. Susie says:

    Yes, it has been hot. I was surprised on Saturday when Grandma Siggie declared that it was too hot. She did add that she wasn’t going to complain because most people like it hot. I told her that it was okay to commiserate with me.

  3. Helen says:

    Another great piece, Jessie! ❤

  4. Kari says:

    I’m trying to figure out what to pack for when I stay at Grandma’s andI don’t think I need to bring anything but shorts and tank tops.

  5. Nice write and photo’s. Beautiful place. We have been enjoying “mild” weather in the 80s lately but it’s supposed to hit 100 soon.

    • Jessie says:

      100, ugh, hopefully we have another month or so before we make it that high around here. I saw your fence plans, looks like it’s going to be awesome!

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