What I wish I could make people understand

Is just how sick the heat makes me. Leave off the fact that it makes my skin peel off for a moment. I can live with that pain. But even a few minutes in the heat makes me nauseated to the point I can hardly stand up. Worse, it makes me so tired I can barely function. I honestly wasn't sure I was safe to drive home today. It's Ninety-two freaking degrees today with high humidity. I was so freaking sick. I KNEW that living in Florida would suck for me but desperate times and a generous offer from evil_little_dog made that choice for me. ELD and silvrethorn will tell you just how many outdoor events they were forced to abandon me under a tree because I was too sick to go on from the heat.

I thought the southwest would be better but after living there a month, the longest month of my life, I was proven wrong. I was just as sick and I thought I would be at least able to breathe because it wasn't humid. Nope. It was worse. Turns out I was allergic to everything Tucson is. 23 years later I've never been back. I was more sick in the desert than I was in the swamp (never saw that one coming). worse, with all due respect to my friends who live and love it, the southwest is pretty much my hell. Not green enough. Not cold enough.

And now I have to go back down there. You know that's why I don't even care I have just ONE full day to explore San Antonio. It's going to be 5 days of me praying for A/C (and going out at night). I couldn't go out in the day much anyhow. At least I know that and won't be too disappointed if I don't get to see much.

I just wish it wasn't Florida in Ohio right now. I went out early this morning (after Mom called me to taunt me about it being hotter here than the Carolinas and Florida) to my garden. He left NOTHING. He even managed to dig the blades into the ground and pull up plastic. I can't save any of my perennials because outside of the spirea, one rose and one yucca I can't tell where ANYTHING is. Okay I can see what used to be daylilies. Sigh.

Ever get the thought in your head that goes 'what is it about me that can kill a conversation?' I'm not talking about saying something controversial or anything. It's just that I've noticed that a conversation is going full tilt and I say something and it's deader than a doornail and I'm like wtf did I say wrong?

And I think a lot of you might be interested in this link, especially a2zmom and sholio, it's some meta not just about the new Avengers movie but on Joss's writing in general. I'm not a huge fan of meta as a rule (well to write it, I guess) but this article pretty much wrote it for me. I don't see Joss as a great feminist writer, never have and this article really hit a lot of my concerns and dislikes about both Firefly and DOllhouse Joss Whedon and women


And from my friend, ES, Sounds like a very cool series