South Florida, my tropical residence of 15 years, is going through its yearly cold spell and everyone is going out of their mind. For northerners out there, a cold spell down here can compare to a nice spring day by you. Anything below 70 degrees usually sends everyone into a state of panic. Anything lower than that, like this past week, snow gear is broken out just to get to the store. You think I’m exaggerating. Yesterday I wore my UGGs. (Yes, I own a pair of UGGs. Don’t laugh.) I saw people with winter marshmallow man coats on, running into stores, trying to escape from the frigid 60 degree weather as fast as they can. I for one, have questioned even putting on our heat in the house to get the chill out. (Yes, we have heat and would use it for 50 degree weather.)
We all know its a big joke to anyone who lives out side of Florida. I personally, think its hysterical too, but I still partake. My poor Baby A has 2 track suits, one in the wash and one I had to buy yesterday so she wouldn’y freeze her little ass off. I live in Florida for a reason; I love the tropical weather year round. I can lay by the pool when ever I want, the beach is only 15 minutes away and I hate the snow. So when the weather drops way below the norm, it is a nice change, for a day. Not for more than a week. Preferably on Christmas. That is the one acceptable day it should drop as low as it wants to. So Mother Nature, if you are reading this, you are a week and a half late. So why don’t you take your cold weather and shove it up your ass. I am in dire need of a tan and this is totally fucking up my pool day plans.
Thanks for nothing.
– Amanda
