Taking My Faux Fur And Heading To Arizona

While in Florida, I was in short-sleeves and capri pants. Then we went north, my fingers crossed for cold weather. But there wasn't any.  I wore my winter coat (bought last year, never worn) for about 11 minutes.

What the hell is going on with the weather?  I'm in the mid-Atlantic, it's December-freaking-sixteenth, and there is no cold air to be seen.

I want to wear my winter coat! (stomping feet) But the only place cold enough to wear my faux fur hood - I wish it were real Royal Crown Russian Sable - is in my truck, where I have the A/C cranked down to 60. Or Minsk. Or, well, the west coast.  They're getting hammered.

My mother even said it's freezing in Southern Arizona. I guess I'll just bring my coat with me when I go home for Christmas.  That seems to be where the arctic air is.

And I want arctic air!  Arctic air!  Arctic air!

OK, that's all for now.  You'll get another weather rant from me when I'm freezing my ass off in the arctic air. 



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