Rain and damp and cold

Stella here.
We was some excited a bit ago... th' sun come out an' we saw some blue sky!!
Hope it lasts!

It's been SO gray an' rainy lately. Everything's damp!

Our daughter Deb stopped by with her husband last night.
They was goin' out t' supper f'r their anniversary an' she was all gussied up in a pretty green wool sweater (cuz 'twas so chilly an' damp) an' green eye shadow she'd got special.
Well, she walks in an' Harvey takes one look at that eye shadow an' says,
"Geezum crow, Deb, run an' fix y'r face... y' got MOLD growin' on y'r eyelids!!"

Well, I guess I don't gotta tell ya she wasn't none too pleased, tryin' t' appear glamorous f'r a change.
But she's used t' Harvey sayin' things like that so she didn't pay him no mind. Only said, "Daddy, its eye shadda an' you know it!"
I ain't s' sure he did.
She called up later t' say they'd had a fine meal over t' th' Lighthouse Diner an' was home again, but she said she was givin' up wearin' eye shadow. Leastways when Harvey's around.

I was in th' IGA yest'day an' overheard a couple ladies - musta been from away - an' they was complainin' about th' cold.
"I dunno but what I'm like t' freeze t' death," says one. "I mean it IS after Memorial day an all... Summah, f'r goodness sakes!"
T'other one just kinda clucked an' pulled her little bitty Summer sweater tighter around her an' I c'd see goose bumps all over her legs cuz she was wearin' shorts! Sandals, too.
I was some glad I had on my old brown wool sweater an' heavy slacks.

Why these folks think just because th' calendar says it's almost June they're guaranteed t' get balmy days is beyond me!
Me 'n Harvey never put away all o' our wool stuff, no matter what time o' year it is!
But some folks just don't get it, I guess.

I'm OK with it bein' cool cuz it means no mosquitoes or black flies f'r a while yet.
...Although I did kill two mosquitoes back a bit when we had that warm spell. Pesky sons o' guns!

That's about it f'r now. I ain't got nothin' else t' report cuz we ain't been doin' much, what with th' rain an' all.
Love,
Stella