How DID they do it?

Temps in the low 90s and a heat index in the upper 90s today coupled with an intense irritation and/or sense of personal affront at high humidity levels are in an inverse ratio to Mrs Fussy Crankypants’s levels of sweetness, tolerance and general humankindness.

Mrs Fussy Crankypants knows she is a BIG WUSS when it comes to The Hot.  She can give birth to a baby without pain medication, she can walk across gravel in her bare feet, extreme levels of toddler clutter do not normally bother her yet heat and/or it’s evil twin humidity turn Mrs Fussy Crankypants into something that starts with a “b” and sounds like “itch”.

Mrs Fussy Crankypants often considers our Forebearers, those fearless folk who lived in such places as Texas, Nebraska, Texas, Louisiana and Texas all without air conditioning.  They did not worry or fret about pumping fiery hot air from their house into the atmosphere. They had no concerns about at what degree exactly they could set their thermostat and not feel TOO guilty about depleting the ozone while not walking around like a grumpy, sweating bear.  They were not slaves to seeking out climate-controlled environments when The Hot got hotter because they HAD no air conditioning, they had no climate control, they had no thermostats.

They had trees.  And also, maybe they had streams.  But they also had long skirts, corsets, ultra-conservative LDS-style underwear and Lord love you how in the world did they walk around not constantly completely soaked in sweat?  Perhaps, in fact, they did.

(p.s. they had no deodorant either. And no evening shower)

Above all, as Mrs Fussy Crankypants considers our Hardy Ancestors, and pays homage to their sheer grit and ability to endure tempertures that cause Mrs Fussy Crankypants to turn into a glistening wet limp noodle that hisses in irritability (and Mrs FC is pretty sure that that is an image you have never imagined before. You’re welcome), above all, she wonders how in the world they survived their long skirts, corsets, high collars, lack of air conditioning, no deodorant, piquant odors and, oh did we mention having to CAN all the veggies during August and also make the soap and cook over an open fire and/or wood stove, without this most quintessential and highly essential summer remedy to The Sweaty Hot:







Mrs FC salutes all Those Who Came Before with an ice cold iced coffee.  You were better women than she.






6 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Amberlina
    Jun 19, 2009 @ 19:41:16

    Well, now I have to go make myself an iced coffee! Maybe you should come visit me next week. Temps are VERY mild and I need some help getting the rest of my plants in the ground. The TT can play with the dogs.


  2. Emily
    Jun 19, 2009 @ 19:50:01

    I’ve been watching a bunch of movies based on stories from the 18th and 19th centuries and have some of the same thoughts about their clothing. I suppose it gives me comfort knowing that I can at least still be proper wearing a knee length skirt or capris or shorts and a tank top.

    My advice for you is to invest in some good, dark blinds and keep them pulled anytime after oh, say, 9:00 in the morning. It keeps our house nice and cool without having to run the AC all the time. Also, since M is still little, feel free to walk around in as little clothing as may make you feel better…just don’t forget to put something on if someone rings the doorbell, 🙂


    • ~m
      Jun 22, 2009 @ 14:08:27

      i usually keep the black-out shades drawn upstairs and i have a double layer of curtains in the living room. things are usually OK until mid-afternoon, esp if it cools down at night and we can open the windows to cool things off in the a.m. but it’s yucky when it doesn’t get cool….
      you should meet my friend Sharon. she is a big advocate of wearing as little as possible without being indecent in the summer 🙂


  3. Emily
    Jun 23, 2009 @ 11:05:48

    Ha! I figure I may as well until the kids start asking questions, hahaha.


  4. Rachel
    Jun 30, 2009 @ 00:27:07

    Bucket of ice and a fan.

    Another method – travel to the Philippines and stay there for about a month in the middle of summer. You’ll sweat your butt off. I couldn’t believe how much I sweated. I even began to think that my sweat acted as a natural air conditioner – HAHAHAHA.

    Now, come back to the States. Ahhhhh (sigh of relief)!

    Hope it gets better for you. Only two more months until September.


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