The bad weather finally broke today. I guess I’m a bit spoiled when I say “bad weather”. It’s been rainy off and on about 60, which isn’t too bad. Today, however, it’s a toasty 80 degrees (according to the thermometer). There I sat outside at Starbucks, under an umbrella to shield myself from the dead heat of the sun, while “chestnuts roasting on an open fire…” played quietly in the background. Jack Frost was nowhere to be found.

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