Much to my chagrin I cannot blog on my computer correctly. It is this sad reality in which I start to blog with no cursor and horribleness ensues. Corrections are imposible and when I hit enter I am at the beginning of the document with no way to get to the bottom. Therefore I have begun this fabulous blog entry only to find that I must bail half way through and do parts one two and three unless I want to read like some never punctuated never ending Pauline letter. So read the paragraph below and then continue onto the next blog entry! Cheers.
Last week we were in the high 80s this week the mid 80s. Outside the weather is frightful and the cold to be is quite delightful but if you are Indian you cry "Let it go, Let it go, Let it go!" They hate the cold. When we hit the 90s the woolen hats came out. When we hit the 80s the woolen kameezes(long tops that women wear) came out. I sweat just looking at women wearing these woolen kameezes out in the 80 plus degree (27 degrees for those Aussie and Kiwi readers) weather with the warm sun blasting down.
Last week we were in the high 80s this week the mid 80s. Outside the weather is frightful and the cold to be is quite delightful but if you are Indian you cry "Let it go, Let it go, Let it go!" They hate the cold. When we hit the 90s the woolen hats came out. When we hit the 80s the woolen kameezes(long tops that women wear) came out. I sweat just looking at women wearing these woolen kameezes out in the 80 plus degree (27 degrees for those Aussie and Kiwi readers) weather with the warm sun blasting down.
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