Courtney's Cauldron

So today my best friend walked up to me and handed me one of those name things (you know, where you write your name on a paper then decorate it all awesome). It had a cute little note on the back. She did it because she was bored.

I must say that this fun little almost-nothing made my day. I’m so lucky to have such a random and special best friend.

I’m writing hers now 😀

~Courtney

…Yes…I’m still talking about the weather…

So today it started hailing, which it hasn’t done in a while.

Little BB sized pieces of ice falling out of the dark grey sky and pelting the window. The ground was covered in them. Not snow, just ice.

It rained for twenty minutes then hailed for five, then rained for twenty minutes, then hailed for five, then rained for two hours, then hailed for twenty minutes. It was an ongoing cycle.

I’m done. Probably.

~Courtney

Okay, with everything going on in my life right now, I may have some more important (and interesting) things to be posting about- like finals or Heather’s graduation- but I’ve decided to leave all that for another day. Right now, I’m going to post about the psychotic, bipolar weather here in Colorado.

Now before I start to talk about the weather I’d like to say that yes, I am going to just talk about the weather. I know, I know- this sort of fluff topic is one of those things that people roll their eyes about, like “are you seriously going to talk about the weather?!” Yes, because I want to. It’s my blog and I can do what I want. So there.

So, anyway, I’ve lived here for the better part of my 15 years of life, and the weather here still freaks me out. I mean, just this past month we’ve gone from 80°F to 20, had snow, rain, sun, clouds, wind, and everything in between. The weather here can just skip from one season to another in a matter of minutes, it’s cra~zy.

Just today, while driving, the mist and fog were so bad it was like something out of a movie. Creepy mist, dark sky, high trees. Sounds like something out of a horror movie… But yesterday I was running around in Capris and flip-flops, perfectly comfortable. It snowed last weekend, I might add. Yes, it is May, and yes, this is considered a typical week for us.

A lot of people, particularly people from out-of-state, don’t believe us when we talk about the weather. A week here surely cures them of that. I mean, all in one day an average resident here should wear two layers- even in May- and have a spare change of clothes in the car or something in case the weather changes- warmer or colder. Coats, wind breakers, hoodies, boots, and umbrellas should always be easily accessible- even in May- and there should always be a snow brush in the car- even in May. However, the opposite is also applicable. This winter, I played tennis every Sunday until January. So, December I was getting up at eight and pulling on a t-shirt to go play outside. It’s ridiculous!

Yeah, so that was my weather-rant, which you may have found totally boring. I’ll probably be more creative than weather in my next post…

~Courtney

So a few days ago, I was in the shower, minding my own business- as one can only do in the shower- when BAM the freaking shower head fell on me. That’s right, the shower head fell on me. Right out of the wall.

Now I would like you to take a moment to imagine that sort of situation:

You are in the shower. Conditioning your hair. Or shampooing for the second time, if that’s what you want to imagine, then you are suddenly assaulted by a large, plastic object. (Note: our shower head is the long bendy kind that you can adjust to whatever angle). Now, imagine yourself standing there, stark naked in the shower, with a cut in your hip, covered in soap, the shower head on the floor, and now water is coming out of the pipe in the wall at top speed. Yup, life is good.

Now come out of that little fantasy. That’s the position I was in, and I was NOT a happy shower-er.

I am now thrilled to announce that we have bought a new shower head. Hopefully this one won’t have gravity troubles.

~Courtney