Remember when we used to have what we called a “blue norther?” No, me either. Well, I remember calling a cold front that, but we haven’t had one of those in a looong time. I am ready for one, and I’m probably not the only one.

I have turned into an air conditioner person. I vaguely remember when I played golf no matter what the heat index was. Well, those days are over. I want cool air, and I don’t want to glisten anymore.

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