"Weather memory"

This heat is getting exhausting! Coming from Finland I've never really experienced 90 degree summers, we have had them though, but without the humidity! I just feel my brain sweating and everything sticking to me..It's making me a really unpleasant person to be with. And the weirdest thing I think is our "weather memory". I think I can speak for all, but hey, do not get offended if this doesn't apply to you my friend. With it I mean how we so easily forget the heat in the winter and want it to be summer as soon as the second day after the snow hit the ground. And in the summer; vice versa.

I have been studying this kind of "weather memory"(as I named it above) with other things too. Like most girls I think you know what I mean with menstrual pains..It's not just pain, I would rather call it torture . Torture cause it's really only hints about what the actual pain is going to be when a baby comes out instead of couple spoonfuls of disappointed blood. But as I was saying I think most women forget this pain the minute it's over and don't seem to be afraid of it. If you are a man and have ever witnessed what this pain does to your beloved, it's probably hard to accept them the next day without no worries.

But I'm pretty sure the only explanation is that when something is bad enough, your "weather memory" puts it in the trash so that you can always experience it every month like it was new. How kind of you. I can try to prove my point by presenting a familiar pattern. Like how women "feel" like having a second, third or seventh child. Where the fuck is their memory of THAT pain!? Yep. There it is, in the trash. Although the mothers do have memories about things like; Ooouuu, Aaah and mmmmmhhh. Because that's what's called cheating. Your memory is cheating you by replacing the painful ones with the good ones just so that you can go through the same fucking pain again. I guess in this case I see the memory's point. Fine. I get it.
But what about these:

Getting drunk and doing the same fuckups over and over again.
Getting into a new long-distance relationship(or just a relationship)
Doing the same new years resolutions every year.
Going to Kinko's
Going into a family event thinking positively how this is going to be a nice break.
Leaving to your summer place on Friday July 4th weekend at 4 pm, thinking "the traffic can't be that bad".
Going to Macy's thinking you'll just do that return and be back in a minute.

To be continued..

Skunk

So we were on our way to the beach and all of the sudden I smelled something completely out of context..I said:"It smells like that car just farted" and my husband goes "Oh no it was just a skunk"..Just A skunk!!!! What the Fuji!! I had never heard of a skunk that could stink up the car when we were going 80 miles an hour (keep in mind that I'm from somewhere else and I never really received fact-based information about this animal).

But apparently this was a rather common stink. So as I was curiously asking questions like how far and how bad can this odor stink up it's environment, a question came up in my mind; "Why the Fuji can't this animal smell and get scared the shit out of it's own stink?"

And as we were both quiet, we came up with the same resolution, which really isn't anything revolutionary; it's the same thing as loving your own farts. Just think of the time when you stunk so bad you couldn't handle it.....Nope. There aren't any. Am I right or am I right? The more "aromatic" your odor is the more satisfied you are with it.

Ok, I realize this is getting pretty funky and most of the people already have came up with these discoveries..It's just that this was my moment.

P.S. My Spell Checker just recommended parted instead of farted. And forts instead of farts.