Yesterday morning looked and felt like a cold morning, which was why I took these pictures of frost on the grass and frost on my car. But today’s was all the drama.
I say, do you think the cold affects alarm clocks? Ours didn’t ring this morning.
I, who normally wakes at 6:00 A.M. woke quite by chance at 8:30 A.M. Lydia was to have been at school at 7:30 A.M. to practice for a performance in assembly at 8:30 A.M. She was also to have taken with her a choir uniform for a friend who was to wear it and leave at 9:00 A.M. for an inter-school music meet.
(Once long ago in a slightly worse situation, I considered running away from my family and friends to start life anew far away. Somehow having stayed to face the situation, I realised that things have a way of becoming less intense with time.)
Speaking of the cold, apparently, this morning, temperatures dropped to minus three degrees centigrade, which is unusual for Auckland. Auckland, Hamilton below zero this morning reads the title of a piece in the NZ Herald. Our minimum temperatures will be rising, we are told, and our maximum temperatures will drop.
Must remember to watch for more cold behaviour from our alarm clock.
Courage to tremble 
Oh, my, oversleeping like that – what a nightmare! I hope your employer was understanding.
I did that one time that I will never forget. It was the morning of my daughter’s most special school field trip, to see The Phantom of the Opera played 3 hours away in San Franscisco. She was in the 6th grade (10 or 11 years old). Despite all the excitement, we both managed to oversleep. We woke up, she grabbed clothes and got dressed in the car, which I drove wearing my bathrobe and essentially nothing else, not even shoes. We met the bus moments before it was to leave. (I had promised her that if it had left without her I would follow it on the freeway until we caught up and they let her in. Thankfully it didn’t come to that!)
As for your alarm clock, I’ve never heard of such a problem from the cold. Maybe you forgot to turn it on the night before, or were so cozy under your covers that you slept right through it. I always sleep better when it’s cold out and warm under the covers.
Hi Laurie,
I wonder how I missed this comment. I hope it is not too late to reply.
-n-
Never too late, apparently!