... or so it seems. I walked outside tonight and into the arctic blast.
Ok, it wasn't that bad, maybe 30. Back home, you don't even bother putting on pants unless it's below 19. But, this was the first cold day here since last winter, and it was that dry cold that sucks the moisture out of your face. I hate that. At least have the decency to snow, dammit.
I ate lunch outside the other day... in December. Without a jacket.
The South is good.
