The weather gods obviously have a sense of humor. I’ve spent the last week — which came complete with 65 degree weather — bemoaning the lack of summer.
This past weekend, a trip to my parent’s home in Pennsylvania allowed me to finally pick up some sweaters and other warmer clothes, items I hadn’t thought I needed since it’s freaking August. So what greets me when I walk out of my apartment today? Sunny and 75 degrees.