i grew up a few miles south of the 45th parallel. i'm used to cold. and not just chilly, but constant-irritating-chapped lips cold. for this reason, people in louisiana think i'm immune to the cold. this couldn't be farther from the truth. for some people i suppose this could be true. in my case, it seems that for every 1 year i spent 7-8 months out of the year in 2 or more layers of clothing, it added 2 years of a "cold debt" to my life. this means i must spend 1 year in incredibly hot weather to make up for 1 year on the debt. as you can see it's a two steps forward, one step back kind of process. this by no means doesn't mean i can't function with a "cold debt"...if that were the case i'd need to spend 46 years in the deep south without any cold years in order to function and that's just not practical. what this does mean is that i will probably never be immune to cold and will always grumble when i have to put on two pairs of socks, a snow hat, gloves and go scrape snow off the car.
i will never take for granted days like today. when the sidewalk is too hot to walk on with bare feet. when even from behind the clouds the sun is scorching hot. when the neighborhood center holds a pool party in celebration of opening the pool, and they provide music and free hot dogs and free snow cones and a giant water slide. and no one, not even little toddlers have goosebumps from it being slightly chilly :)
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