Maybe if I just sing the song all day long, the sun will be convinced that it needs to shine. It’s been awhile since I’ve seen the sun here in Perry and I fear I’m beginning to suffer from SAD (seasonal affective disorder). However, the weather report says the sun is supposed to shine for the next few days. I will wait to see if that’s the truth or just another weather-person promise that leaves me wondering about weather predictions and truth.
If you want to know why it got cold, you can blame Brian. Last Friday, after a week of 80-degree-sunshine-filled days, he decided to put our soup pot up in the attic. It’s no different than deciding to put your winter clothes away–you can almost guarantee it’s going to go below freezing within the week. Anyone who has lived in Oklahoma for any length of time has experienced that phenomenon. Now you can add putting the soup pot away to that category.
But I do know the sun is going to shine; it’s going to get warm; and I won’t have to sing “Here Comes the Sun” any longer. And it’s not because April is just around the corner. It’s because Brian got the soup pot down and we’ve been serving soup the past two days! But if you really love soup, don’t get your hopes up. Sun or no sun, tomorrow is the last day for soup for this season–an executive decision made by a committee vote–that is to say, Brian declared it, so it will come to pass, and the soup pot will once again make a trip up the attic stairs until cooler weather returns next fall.