is there such a thing as eskimo spring?

is there such a thing as eskimo spring?

You’ve heard of Indian summer — right? Well, in Indiana we are having this bout of cold weather. If there isn’t such a thing as eskimo spring, there should be. It’s after 8:00 AM in mid-May and it’s only 43° right now. Brrrr! And, it’s to be 10° warmer today so this chilly morning is even better than what we had yesterday.

But it IS Indiana so hang on! If you can make it to Friday, it will be almost 90° by early afternoon.

If it wasn’t for this guy right here — and my beautiful granddaughter — I’d be looking at houses in Florida instead of Jackson County, Indiana…

what keeps me in Indiana
plows, cows and basketball

plows, cows and basketball

I moved from an extremely small town to THE small town (thanks John Cougar Mellencamp) a little over 4 years ago. If I were to tell a native where my house is, I could say that I “live behind the high school” and they’d have a pretty good idea where that’s at. For out-of-state/country new friends and work partners, I simply say I live in “southern Indiana.” They likely think (especially upon hearing my accent) that I live on a farm surrounded by cows, plows and basketball — and that’s partly true…

Seymour, Indiana, a small town (city actually) of about 20k people has the 3rd largest gym in the state! On a good day, I could almost stand in my front yard, throw a rock and hit the high school. THIS is Seymour…

This is Seymour

Folks began arriving at the Seymour High School gym over 2 hours early for last night’s sectional game. The sold-out gym had over 8,000 people filling the stands by tipoff. (In case you’re interested… Floyd Central (60) vs. Jeffersonville (56) in the first game — New Albany (84) vs. Seymour (42) in the second game.) Tonight’s crowds will probably be a repeat.

I noticed many on Facebook were complaining that restaurants were full and travel through town was awful, but I just rerouted my usual path to Home Depot and had pizza at home. My parents were small-town business owners when I was a kid, so I understand that “the more the merrier” absolutely applies to customers spending locally.

Be on the look-out for up and coming Romeo Langford of New Albany. The autograph signing line for Romeo (yes, a high school b-ball player) was HUGE following last night’s game. Those who know a whole lot more than me about the sport say he’s destined for pro basketball greatness.

Scott McKain Way, Crothersville, IN

Scott McKain Way, Crothersville, IN

It’s official and will be out in the news soon, so I can now share that my favorite brother will be honored with signage designating US 31 through Crothersville as “Scott McKain Way.” How cool is that? To say that he is thrilled is an understatement.

Scott has always been proud of the fact that he’s from Crothersville. If you’ve heard him speak, you’ve seen the slide he uses every single time that is of the same stretch of highway that will now be named in his honor — that translates to over one million people around the world that he’s told about Crothersville, Indiana. What he never mentions is that I took that picture… and I can’t wait to take the next one once the signage is in place!

it's the main drag

dude is still here

dude is still here

I posted about Barney (yes, we’ve named the spider Barney he’s been here so long) weeks ago and no matter how many times we’ve ‘blown the house down’, he just keeps building it back up. I’m guessing the bugs around here must be pretty tasty.

barney the squatter

Hoping he simply dies when it gets a bit colder, (he laughed at RAID® after all) I read a few articles in an attempt to figure it out. Because we’ve not identified what kind of spider Barney is,there’s no way to guess if he will meet his ultimate demise when temps drop lower. Good ole’ Barney might hunker down for the winter — or if it’s Barneyette, she might leave an egg sack behind and decide she’s had enough. I find no comfort in my findings.

my best, shelley

my best, shelley

I read an article on Mashable that said closing emails with “best” is bad.  After going through how bad ALL the options are supposed to be (“warm regards” is effusive — “cheers” is elitist) the suggestion was made to sign off with nothing… not even a name.  I was paying attention until that last point because that’s the second I figured out the author was nuts.

I get a ton of email messages and most all are about a specific date for a specific client — from the client or from a speaker bureau about a specific client on a specific date.  It makes me crazy when I receive an email that assumes I remember who, what, when & where… or when a signature isn’t included. I spend a ton of time trying to figure it out — while still making the sender feel like they are the most important person in the universe.  I don’t care how you sign off an email… but at least sign off.

My best,
-Shelley

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