One of my favorite movies is "Forgetting Sarah Marshall," and the best line is when Paul Rudd sings "Oh the weather outside is... weather."
At a time when it's supposed to be "Oh the weather outside is frightful, and the fire is so delightful... as if we have no place to go, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow."
Yeah right. Insert the state of Louisiana and bam; you're sweating to death. It's 67 degrees today in this great state. And inside, the heater is running because it's December 18 and supposed to be cold. My poor clients keep walking in and sheding clothes as soon as they walk in, because it's so warm, inside and outside. Nobody around here wants a fire anywhere near them.
There is no snow in site for this place. And I would so much rather be cold than be hot. Is anyone else experiencing weird weather today? Am I the only one wishing I could be wearing shorts today instead of my dress slacks?
Happy Hump Day, Friends. I hope you're much cooler than I am.