Indian summer, or not! I recently learned the term, “Indian summer” & I quickly became fascinated with it. I know! Where have I been?!? Too bad the word “blackout” holds my black heart though. “Blackout” is my favourite word, & apparently my favourite activity, & favourite Britney album. Britney also sings a song –in French! —titled, Coupure Electrique. & guess what it translates to!?! Hahaha! Blackout! LMAO! I like that song, too!

Anyhow, for those who don’t know what “Indian summer” means, 😉, it means you’re not far behind me! LMAO! Do not follow me though! I don’t know where I’m going! 😉 Crazy! One-way ticket. “Indian summer” means, basically, an “unofficial extended” summer. Legend has it, that’s what the Indians coined it as. Bless those Indians. It means summer hangs around for a little bit longer… Those hot summer nights are extended, all to your leisure, of course. It hung around, yes, but then, Mother Nature kicked in, as she usually does, especially here, & decided to summon the cold sunshine early; return of cold sunshine! It snowed like a mother fucker on All Hallows’ Eve. Like no lie. That didn’t stop yours truly from dressing in a toga costume! Covered in a very nice Zara crème-coloured trench coat, of course. 😉 RIP the warm weather that hung out for a bit. & to me, it’s crazy because the thermometer says one temperature, but it feels like another; it’s not as cold as it feels. Could I truly be becoming a Chicagoan?!?! Hell, I should be! I finally know how to pronounce “gyro!” LMFAO! I’ve always enjoyed the cold though.

When it’s cold as shit, I seriously stop & think, how did the Indians do it?!? It gets cold as hell in Chicagoland, in case one needs to be reminded. Google “Polar Vortex 2019” when you have a free moment from consistently refreshing your social media feed from your last post/ story that no one liked or viewed. But it is beautiful right after it snows. It’s like white glitter was thrown everywhere. But when it turns to mush, it’s fucking disgusting. ANYHOW! & mind you, the Indians didn’t have any double-breasted Burberry trench coats to keep them warm either!?! They had no Gucci, just what makes it. Was it, “all Gucci?!” They actually had the real deal, & it was all authentic! LOL. Instead of paying some company hundreds, sometimes thousands, of dollars for an article of clothing, for some, some stupid piece of material, & for some, a bold statement of character, an icon, the Indians got their asses up, killed an animal –with their bare hands, BTW, & then served as a designer making the bitch! All to keep really warm in their man-made teepees! Or, while out & about frequenting their local public house. Whatever tickled their fancy. & you know Indians probably had some great ass fun in their day! Talk about tailor made. Beat that!

The sun shines every day, yes. Sometimes, there are dark clouds that overshadow it, but I know the sun is there. Kind of like, bad breath. You know it’s there, & more aware in certain people, but overall, we know it’s there & we know it’s not there, until it peaks, or reeks, out. Should that not make any sense, I’m sorry you feel that way. LMFAO. People ask me all the time, why am I in Chicago. Believe me, there have been a few times where I have seriously asked myself that. But mainly people reference that question when it has to do with the weather, especially during those Midwestern winters. I love living in Chicago. I like how we get all 4 seasons here. Yes, the winters drag a little & yes, spring & fall are my favourite seasons & they’re short-changed the most! & it did take me a while to get used to all the humidity in the summer. & I have learned to appreciate consistent sunshine à LA, CA. WOW! That sounds bad re-reading it. LOL. No further comment… LMFAO! The cold sunshine hurts, & when viewing it from inside, it’s all an illusion; it’s so misleading it is trickery at its best when you go outside. Kind of like when one meets a hot ass individual with a small –mindset!!! LMFAO!!! Yeah, you can still rock stunner shades, but bitch, you better get whole gloves instead of ½ gloves with yo fashionista ass!

The sun has the ability to shine extremely cold in Chicago, extremely hot in Los Angeles. I also think the sun glows very differently in the 2 regions. It should, they’re two different hemispheres! I’ve also learned how the moon glows differently in the 2 regions, too. It’s funny how the weather is always a topic of conversation among people. I would find it funny, & sometimes annoying, on how dramatic the anchor people are in CA when it comes to the rain, or when it drizzles rather. Apparently, a storm is ahead! But in both places, people drive stupidly. It does sucks how it can rain so often in the summer in Chicago. I do, though, love a “summer storm.” 😉 I also LOVE lightning storms. They’re beautiful. I think this past summer was my favourite Chicagoan summer. I’ve liked them all, but this one hits a high note, if not the highest. Speaking of things, one questions & thinks about, how there are so many businesses in Chicago?!? I mean, I’m not complaining, I’m just like, hmmm… The taxes are super fucking high here, & the weather can be a tad bit extreme, to say the least. New York’s real estate is off the chains. Florida has sick ass hurricanes & the near craziest among them all, aside from Wisconsin. Employers HATE California. Plus, the behaviour of the civilians… That’s probably why everyone is moving to Texas. We’ll see how long that last for. Every place has its perk, & sadly, downfall. Enjoy every Indian summer & embrace the cold sunshine. It’s worse when you can’t consistently see it.