Just a quick head’s up. Knitnut.net will be moving to its new server tomorrow (Wednesday). This will mean you probably won’t be able to connect for a day or two, as the DNS change propagates around the internet.
Propagation is just a fancy word for server word-of-mouth, as all the servers in the universe find out and spread the news that this website is physically located on a different machine now. It’s a gradual process – some of you might be able to reconnect in 12 hours, others might take 48. I hope I’m closer to the 12-hour mark.
Meanwhile, on a completely unrelated note, I don’t think the five little kids have moved in next door yet, because things are awfully quiet over there. Maybe they’re are all temporarily farmed out to grandparents while the parents get unpacked and organized.
Speaking of kids, I took the bus to work today, and I waited at the bus stop with five teenagers. It was bloody cold out there this morning – about 25 below with the wind chill factor. All the kids were wearing tiny little jackets. None of them were wearing mittens or gloves or hats or scarves. Three of them wore running shoes and two of them wore stylish boots.
And they were complaining about how cold it was!
Do you think it’s a fashion thing, or do they just not get the whole concept of dressing warmly? I seem to recall not dressing warmly until after I had a child. Before that I didn’t put much stock in all the conventional wisdom about dressing for the weather. I didn’t believe a hat or a scarf could make much of a difference. (I wore mittens though. I always believed in mittens.)
well i definately some of the reason is a ‘coolness’ thing. i recall going out on the coldest morning of the year with WET hair, just out of the freakin shower. the other is that i really don’t think that younger people feel the cold like older individuals do.
good luck with your move to the new place tomorrow!
Whatever doesn’t kill them will only make them stronger.
Sigh.
P.S. Love your blog, by the way.
Thanks purleygirl!
I remember clearly the days where looking good was far more important than any kind of practicality like shoes you could actually walk in and clothes that keep you warm.
Now I can’t believe my own stupidity, and as I see my husband’s daughters fly out of the house on a -30 day with wet hair and tiny jackets undone, I just have to laugh.
Totally a looking cool/fashion thing. It can be 25 below and if I dare to suggest my daughter should wear a hat, mitts and/or scarf I get a look like I’ve suggested she go out wrapped in tinfoil. And they totally feel the cold, but they never expect to be out in it for more than 2 minutes at a time and are always surprised when the bus takes longer than that or when they actually have to walk somewhere.
I used to be one of those teenagers. It was totally a fashion thing. Also, I had a car in high school and thought that there was no point in wearing a coat because I would only be outside for the short time it took to get from my car to the school/wherever else I was going. In short, I was dumb.
Now, at 27, I am incredibly unfashionable (sometimes embarrassingly so – I still have some shame). But I’m warm!
Also, I got the pass and your card. Thank you! I’m looking forward to tomorrow night.
Well, when I used to walk to school (and I had to cross the terribly nasty wind and ice haven that is the Laurier Bridge), I never wore hats, (if I had a hood on my jacket, I *might* have pulled it up depending on the wind). I rarely wore anything on my neck, but I did wear gloves. Usually I’d have jeans and a t-shirt under my coat, not even a sweater. I’d get cold, but not unreasonably so, and I hated the feeling of hats, and neckwarmers/scarves. (I still do mostly, I hate how if I bring it anywhere near my mouth it gets moist immediately, and unpleasant!) In fact, I think the first time I wore a hat in the last decade or so was last week, when I finally finished knitting myself a hat that I wanted to wear!
This winter I haven’t worn a winter coat of any kind, I’ve worn just my hoodie, and only 3 days have I felt to cold. One of them was Monday, which was horribly cold, windy, and I was helping someone move, so I was packing the car while they were bringing more stuff down from their old place!
Granted, I’ve had use of a car all winter, so that’s helped, if I were walking everywhere, or bussing everywhere, I would probably need a winter coat. I also just have plenty of all natural insulation ;). Keeps everything but my hands and feet toasty in nearly all weather!
Crazy teenagers! But speaking of being underdressed, I once saw a guy jogging in January who was wearing shorts! His legs were bright red! I know jogging warms you up, but still, THAT was insane!
Whereas I see regularly see the jogger who has the thickest sweatsuit on PLUS a neckwarmer that goes over his face, and a hat, YEAR ROUND!!! Yes, even in 30*C weather he can be seen running up and down the street like that. It doesn’t help that it’s all day-glo orange either!
When I first started teaching in 1961 women were not allowed to wear slacks. I was teaching in an elementary school and that entailed outside duty … in Montreal … wearing nylons. The only tights we had ever heard of were green and worn in a movie by a hooker … not available in Montreal for freezing teachers with burgundy legs. I hated outdoor duty and when it was WAY below zero I sometimes called in sick rather than face it.
A kid (age 13? 15?) at the bus stop the other day was taking off his jacket and swinging it around. Then he pushed in front of the line to get on the bus because it was SO cold out, poor boy! Now, Seattle doesn’t have killing cold like your side of the world, but I was irritated enough to block his pushing and say, “Put your coat on and wait your turn, child!” I doubt it did any good … but at least he shushed his whining!