Southern Part of Heaven

This is the view on my typical lunch break stroll; and that's why I love Chapel Hill. Days like today (70s, sunny with a slight breeze) make me feel so blessed to work here. On my walk today, I saw a sticker on a car that said: Chapel Hill: The southern part of heaven. Yep, it's true.

Crazy Weather

We sat outside on our deck all day on Saturday as the temperature hovered around 65 degrees. I rocked back and forth with my bare feet on the warm wood planks, drinking coffee and closing my eyes as the sun warmed the back of my eyelids.

Around 9 pm last night, I opened our front door to this:

Today I'm at work on a beautifully sunny day, with the high almost reaching 50 degrees.

You crazy ass North Carolina weather.

The House Began to Pitch!

After having multiple tornado warnings yesterday, I snapped this photo of the sky in front of our house. I was pretty sure I was going to be paying a visit to Munchkinland, but alas, I'm still here.

What's up with this crazy weather?!

Hurricane? Not so much.

Our newscasters had been incessantly warning us all week about the upcoming Hurricane Irene, which was to reach our area on Saturday. Not to diminish the effects that it did have on the Carolina coast, but a hurricane/tropical storm in Raleigh? You mean those pleasant, wonderful-feeling wind gusts we had? Ryan and I spent a chunk of our time on Saturday sitting on our back porch enjoying the breeziness and cooler temperatures. The few spouts of rain we had just made the weather even more enjoyable, and then on Sunday, we woke up to blue skies, tons of sunshine, and heat. Instead of our anticipated all-indoor weekend, we ended up going to the pool and cooling off with Aiden's outdoor sprinkler globe. Yes, it was raining all over the world!

And as you can tell from the photo below, Ryan had an even better time deflating it. Or maybe that's just him passed out from heat exhaustion.