Damn right, it's better than yours.
We've had an abnormally gorgeous April this year: 60s and 70s, sunny, dry, and not humid at all. Today we've enjoyed 80 degree weather since about noon, so I treated myself to some Chocolate Raspberry Fudge ice cream from the best ice cream store ever (I should know because I used to work there) on the way home from classes. Now that someone else's fingers have been burned in the pursuit of stacks of waffle cones, I always buy one. Mmm, yummy.
Tomorrow starts the rain that is so desperately needed (by farmers, not anyone else). Cooler temperatures are also in the forecast, so I'm seizing my chance to splurge and eat ice cream on a hot summer's day.
Summer in April. Yes. Sometimes I love global warming. (Very glad I don't live in a coastal city, though.)
Tomorrow starts the rain that is so desperately needed (by farmers, not anyone else). Cooler temperatures are also in the forecast, so I'm seizing my chance to splurge and eat ice cream on a hot summer's day.
Summer in April. Yes. Sometimes I love global warming. (Very glad I don't live in a coastal city, though.)