Stupid Sun
Every summer it happens and every summer I get all confused by it and befuddled and consternated (that’s consternated, not constipated.). You see, I have Summer Brain. Seriously nobody understands this and if you do understand it, I’d love to know so I don’t feel so alone. The summer sun burns into my brain and the heat makes me wilt and my Infirmity o’ Life rears up its ugly head…ache.
Tis the Summer Headache that afflicts me. There is something about the combo of heat and then walking into air conditioning, then walking back into heat and the summer scorching sun that burns into my retinas right back into my brain and gives me the gift of a headache. It’s not bad enough to be considered a migraine and not quite good enough to make me want to walk around a crowded zoo looking at elephant poo in 90 degree weather. But it’s there. And it’s ugly. I’m thankful for my life and the weather and the sunshine and my health, but man, these headaches.
Give me winter or give me death.
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July 9th, 2010 at 11:58 am
YES, I do understand. Normally mine I chalk up to allergies, but it like a stuffy headache that just won’t go away.
You’re not alone and bring on the SNOW!
July 9th, 2010 at 7:20 pm
Yes, I too understand – if it gives you any hope I do not get them nearly as often now that I am getting older – but then you have a whole other set of getting older things to deal with so I guess that’s not much to look forward to after all. Nevermind. : )
July 12th, 2010 at 5:26 am
you could always come here
it is a scorcher at 72!! No humidity but it rains 
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July 12th, 2010 at 7:32 am
I understand completely!!!1 I call them my “sun headaches”, and they usually sit at the base of my skull, making me miserable and cranky. This is why I hate going to the zoo in the summer – I always end up with one of those headaches, while schlepping my kids and all their stuff around for miles, looking at hot, sluggish animals… That’s another post, I guess.
July 31st, 2010 at 6:48 pm
you’re not alone. I go into mourning around mid-June and don’t come out until September. The heat and humidity just make me lethargic and un-fun to be around.
Fall is coming! Kelli, we must do something to celebrate it’s arrival.