Friday, November 11, 2011

Margarine's Final Wedding Week Preview

Tomorrow Margarine's getting married. S2B can look forward to a lifetime of ski forecasts. Nothing gets Margarine talking quite like talk about winter weather. Ask him about the moisture content of Utah snow, but don't do it when you're waiting for an elevator because the answer will last a whole lot longer than that.

I think he gets it from our maternal grandfather, Pop, the Alabama corn and tomato farmer. Back when we were tiny things we'd head to Jasper, Alabama, having saved up all our McDonald's happy meal toys and little made in China figurines which then turned into target practice for Pop's 22. While that's what all the boys shared when we got together, the women staying inside, fretting a little and making ice tea, but letting us go for all the wise adults with us, what just Pop and Margarine shared was the weather.

They'd talk about it first thing in the morning and just before bed and a little in between. Pop had a rain gauge on the fence behind the house. He and Margarine would head out there to see how much it had rained during the night, Margarine reporting that it had rained 1/2 of an inch, the most of our trip so far. I can't predict where he and S2B will end up and where they'll in between, but I do know that she'll hear what the weather's gonna be like.


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