"Whether the weather is cold, or whether the weather is hot, we'll weather the weather, whatever the weather, whether we like it or not!"
I went snow skiing a lot when I was a teenager, and I remember discovering that for me, 20 degrees was about the perfect temperature. It was just cold enough so that you didn't get TOO warm from the clothing and the activity. 20 degrees was comfortable, on the slopes.
However, I realized this morning that: A) I don't own ski clothes any more (and wouldn't I look silly driving the kids to school wearing my banana-yellow down bibs?!?), and B) Walking a pug is not quite the same level of exertion as skiing.
Nevertheless, I had to laugh when I heard that Fullerton, California was 82 degrees yesterday. In CA, the seasons are limited to "It's raining! Turn on the news!", and "Close the door! The air is on!"
No, I'm glad to be where there are four distinct seasons.
I went snow skiing a lot when I was a teenager, and I remember discovering that for me, 20 degrees was about the perfect temperature. It was just cold enough so that you didn't get TOO warm from the clothing and the activity. 20 degrees was comfortable, on the slopes.
However, I realized this morning that: A) I don't own ski clothes any more (and wouldn't I look silly driving the kids to school wearing my banana-yellow down bibs?!?), and B) Walking a pug is not quite the same level of exertion as skiing.
Nevertheless, I had to laugh when I heard that Fullerton, California was 82 degrees yesterday. In CA, the seasons are limited to "It's raining! Turn on the news!", and "Close the door! The air is on!"
No, I'm glad to be where there are four distinct seasons.
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