Redhead Ranting is the rantings of a frazzled, twice divorced mother of two who freelances and cares for two stupid dogs while writing her memoir against incredible and unbelievable odds (but will make a wonderful book one day).
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Think of how grateful you’ll be when warm weather arrives.
I’ll complain about the heat. Just wait, I like summer less than I like winter.
There is a spot, somewhere on the west coast (or possibly over the rainbow) where the weather is always partly cloudy, the temperature always stays between 58 and 72, and there’s always a light breeze.
I want to live there.
Before the ocean rises enough to make that spot go away.
or the earth shakes enough and swallows it up. I have thought of San Diego too but I don’t tan, I burn and I don’t speak the language. When I lived in Seattle my boss made me recite lines from Fargo daily.