January 15, 2007

The Story of Bou

Well, the little "cold snap" that we had is officially over. Temps are back in the 80's. And believe it or not, I'm actually glad for it.

No... I've not lost my mind. I'm still sweating towards death, and miserable hot. But when it warms up, the whining stops. Jeebus, these people down here... give them cool temps in the low 70's and 60's, with lows at night in the 50's, and they shiver and shake. Their kids are dressed in parkas and heavy sweatshirts, as are the adults. It's ridiculous. They say it's a matter of acclimation, but I really think it's just a matter of them being jealous of the Northerners, and their wearing of winter gear. Hell... 60 degrees? Bust out that new down jacket and those heavy mittens. And don't forget that Mad Bomber hat with the rabbit fur lining. You don't want to stop sweating... that would be bad.

Saturday, we were able to head out on the boat for a couple of hours. We stopped on the island, and as usual, I went swimming. When I got back on the beach, an old timer called me over.

"Hey, Cap'n! How's the water?"

"Not too bad, sir. The first couple of seconds are a bit rough, but then it's fine."

"You know, I brought my nephew and his kids out here last week. Little ones headed straight for the water, swimming and splashing... not a care in the world. Ah, but that's kids... they don't know any better. It's normal. Look at you, though. Someone like you? Something ain't right. When the water temps are 66 degrees, no one goes swimming. NO ONE." Then he grinned at me.

I laughed and told him that colder temps appeal to me.

Perhaps its just a matter of hardiness. They just don't make'em as rugged as they do in the states further north. This ain't a North vs. South thing... it's a Florida thing. I'm not saying that they can't be tough, but they sure are a whiney bunch when the temps drop to civilized levels.

Of course, I think about them not being able to take the cold, and Bou immediately comes to mind. That woman can't take the cold weather. At. All. But it wasn't always so...

I asked Hubba (Bou's ma) if Bou had always been such a baby about the cold, and she told me, "No way... she used to love it. As a matter of fact, I'll scan and send you a couple of pics. You won't believe them."

Turns out, Bou used to love shovelling snow, and she'd do it in her shorts!!! She had her favorite shovel, and used to shovel whenever and where ever she could. She used to go out to Pike's Peak, long ago, and help shovel out the cog railway. She was a shovelling fool.

What happened to her, that she starts shaking to death when the temps hit the 60's? Well, it happens that her aversion to cold happened after her last trip to Antarctica. The other members of the expedition got tired of her leaning on her shovel, mocking them, and they locked her outside for the evening. She's been cold ever since.

Photographic proof lies below the fold.

This pic is of Bou and an unidentified friend shovelling on the cog railway. (Bou is the one with the great big shovel.)

And here's Bou on the fateful expedition. This was just before she got locked outside.

Heheheh... it's true. That's why I don't really give her too much crap. I think I might be a little cold if I were locked outside all night. In Antarctica, that is.

And if you think the Pike's Peak crap was mean; Hey... she's the one who'd have you believe that she's old.

Yeah... Bou's old. And I'm Steve Urkel's identical twin.

Posted by That 1 Guy at January 15, 2007 10:15 PM | TrackBack

I assume these are genuine Reuters photos? :-)

Posted by: Harvey at January 16, 2007 06:55 AM

Hehehehehehe... This explains so much!

Posted by: Richmond at January 16, 2007 08:12 AM

art, buddy. now i get it.

yeah, bou is not old. but you do bear an uncanny resemblance to steve urkel. good luck with that.

Posted by: shoe at January 16, 2007 08:23 AM

Little do these folks know that we (T1G and I) used to go swimming at night cause the water was too warm during the day. Heheheheh

Heck, I'll empty my kids' pool, just so I can fill it up again with the well water we draw from over a hundred feet below. Now, that's swimming!

T1g, I know you've got a couple more in ya (stories) about yer cold adventures. U B crazy bout dat stuff.

Posted by: leggerman at January 16, 2007 08:38 AM

OOO cold spring swimming. It'll freeze your tuckus off! Oh, I'm not going to comment on you calling Bou old . . . That is just wrong *wink, wink*

Posted by: oddybobo at January 16, 2007 08:52 AM

Yes, Bou just couldn't wait to get out there and shovel snow. It's strange, her being so old makes my ancient brain have difficulty recalling those times in detail. But discovering those pictures brought back a flood of wonderful memories.

Posted by: h~ at January 16, 2007 12:41 PM

Poor Hubba. Ancient before her time.

Posted by: caltechgirl at January 16, 2007 01:11 PM

Ancient? Hubba? I think not.

If she's ancient, I'm an anorexic midget.

Posted by: T1G at January 16, 2007 04:40 PM

I am ROFLMAO! This is GREAT! You know what's funny though, my Mom's Mom DID used to shovel snow in shorts. She never got cold. Toledo, Ohio, January, my Grandmother would be outside in a sleeveless knit shirt and knit shorts and white tennis shoes, shoveling snow.

Heh. That would not be me...

So for a second there, I thought you were serious and my Mom had emailed you pix of my grandmother.

Posted by: Bou at January 16, 2007 05:33 PM

That's our Bou... she's a hardy soul I think she doesn't want anyone to know. *grin*

BTW - you should've told the old dude that Lake Michigan seldom gets above 68 degrees and people go in that all summer up there. That would certainly freak him out.

Posted by: Teresa at January 16, 2007 07:50 PM

Ah, that's excellent!

Posted by: Sissy at January 16, 2007 08:27 PM

I can't quit laughing. those damn black rubber boots. They are so daggum hot in the sun... they are HORRIBLE for hurricane clean up.

Posted by: Bou at January 16, 2007 09:22 PM

I immediately thought of our Grandmother too. She would be so proud Bou.
Bou dreads coming to ATL in the fall with the fear of how cold it will be. She is a quite a wimp, so imagine my surprise that you were able to find these pics. Excellent!

Posted by: Morrigan at January 17, 2007 07:59 AM

Nice work T1G! I have to admit, I didn't get it till Bou gave it away.

Posted by: leggerman at January 17, 2007 03:50 PM

Nice, and you wondered why...

Funny... possibly true.

Posted by: Contagion at January 17, 2007 06:32 PM

Too funny Bou! I'm amazed you made it up to NY for Thanksgiving but these pictures give me hope! :o)

Posted by: Lemon Stand at January 17, 2007 08:10 PM