Factoid: It's 42% humid outside. Really.
Well, we made it to the zoo yesterday, where my intrepid photographer husband managed to take three blurry and 119 unblurry photos. My favorite is of the brother/sister black bear cubs. Guess the animal kingdom isn't immune to sibling spats. :)
Hands down, the zoo trip was the highlight of our weekend. Jeremy spent the night Friday, the storms rolled in on Saturday, Paul worked in the lab Sunday morning, and I did some take-home editing Sunday night. It wasn't a very relaxing weekend, but it was exceedingly boring.
Boring enough that I hooked up an outdoor thermometer to measure the relative humidity.
Me. Measuring relative humidity.
As if I care.
And today didn't exactly fire me up, either. I'm fairly certain that my favorite gray shirt was ruined at the office by somebody else's carelessness. My coworkers, who realized what happened before I did, found it highly amusing. They sympathize, but only in a "I'm glad it's Kate and not me" kind of way.
Guess I'll just go home, change shirts, and watch the relative humidity rise and fall.
Yippee.
6 Comments:
the key to my success - sports setting! hurray
also, we should hook a laptop up to the recording thingy, then we can post a graph and title it -The rise and fall of humidity: a story of relative boredorm
mmMMMMmmbearclaws....
From the Panda Cam and just for you, Monstee. <3
If the relative humidity is high, does that make it difficult to watch paint dry?
place yer betz!!!
Regarding hubby's statement that "we can post a graph and title it -The rise and fall of humidity: a story of relative boredorm":
I've already had a boss who did this. As you recall, it drove me crazy. I suppose that's fodder for another post, though.
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