This morning in Boston, it is colder than a witch's you-know-what. Twenty degrees with a brisk wind, with a wind chill factor of "Too Cold to Go Outside." I think it is worse in upstate New York and back in Chicago.
Today, we will venture forth, however, because we have airplane reservations and there is a rental car waiting for us in Tampa, Florida.
Please don't view this as gloating, but as a heartfelt expression of hope that those of you who are stuck going to the office will "Have a nice day, freeze-ass."
Actually, you frigid stay-at-homes can take comfort in the knowledge that the temps in Sarasota have dropped sharply. The 3 day forecast is for daytime temps that are barely over 70 degrees. This is only a 40 degree delta! So, we will probably have a lousy time, lazing on the warm balcony, gazing at the pristine beach, reading a leisurely novel or quaffing a refreshing iced tea. Should we venture to the beach, I am sure that the incessant squawking of sea fowl will disturb us, and those scantily clad young females that often infest the beach will serve-up their usual annoying distractions.
We sincerely hope the weather in the Northeast improves, since we have to keep the house heated (for the cats) and I could use a little break on heating costs, to help make up for the daily restaurant breakfasts, fried grouper sandwiches with lobster bisque at lunch and expensive fine dinners.
Oh and not to forget the fresh squeezed Florida orange juice - chilled, but not frozen.
:-)
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