A few weeks ago, temps rose into the 80s. For those of you sans calendar, it's still March. For those of you who think global warning is a bunch of liberal BS ... it still March.
But I digress.
It's been gorgeous. Today it was in the 40s and everyone thought it was Armageddon. No, it was just being March. But on those yummy, warm days, I've been out there enjoying every possible moment. I'd be a fool not to.
Outdoor run at twilight? Don't mind if I do. Dinner on the patio at Peggy Kinane's? Yes please. Walk to ... oh who the hell cares, it's gorgeous? Yes, and yes. It's heaven. It changes daily, but still ... heaven.
So at the risk of writing an entire blog post that seems to be about nothing but the weather, seriously, this is awesome. I've already worn shorts. And sandals. And the nights are chilly and life is good. It isn't perfect - after all, I haven't won the lottery - but it's pretty damn nice.
And the weather is just part of it.