Ugh

Okay, so I spoke too soon on the weather.

Yesterday's forcast for today: High, 81 degrees.
Actual temperature when I left work: 68 degrees.

At lunch time it was outright cold. Well, tomorrow's high is supposed to be 84. I want to be excited, but... I felt so betrayed this morning when I stepped outside to cold, fog, and a dew-glazed VUE.

(note to self, add "Dew Glazed View" to list of cool band names)

I know I shouldn't complain, as it could be so much worse for October. But you can't just dangle an 81 degree day, offer a second, yank it away, only to offer a third with expectations of non-skepticism. Yet I'm in a crazy bind because I sent the girls to school wildly unprepared for the coolness. So should I repeat the error tomorrow or trust in weather.com?


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And then there's Darby's continued batting slump. She had a great fielding day at third base, but she continues to strike out, swinging over the ball, despite our many practices to the contrary. She did get the game ball for her fielding efforts, though. Which both she and I were very pleased about.