You like what I did there? No. Well, huh.
So...weather here in the midwest is a BIG topic of conversation. This would be like the micro-brew conversation to Portlanders (I'm making this up and trying to be relevant and worldly---just go with it). Yes, so weather is literally the opening and ending to most conversations. Whether you're a stranger or a good friend. WEATHER. It is a four letter word here.
So in March we had some 80 degree days. And now? Now...it's cold a rainy. I throw a big W.T.F. to that. Whatever. I will work with it. But tomorrow, am, it will be a balmy 34 degrees. I am one of those people that once I stop wearing running pants, I don't want to put them back on. Yes, I still wear bottoms, but I want my legs freeeee. I want to feel the wind on my parts...not those parts.
So, I will most likely be THAT girl, with the cherry-red legs tomorrow, in shorts...while everyone else is wearing pants, and sweatshirts AND jackets. And I'll be in shorts...because I am that hardheaded. And dumb.