Anyway, my beef is with Mother Nature. Sorry, lady, you're pretty awesome and all, but did you lose your calendar?
Last time I checked, September 1 was still part of summer. And I don't know about you, but when I learned about the seasons in school, I was taught that summer is warm.
45 degrees? That's not that far from 30 (right, math majors?) and 30 means long sleeves, sweats, and socks. My tank tops, shorts, flip flops, and I have not had enough bonding time yet...
I interrupt this post to report that the heat just came on.
The HEAT came on in SUMMER. I rest my case. Mother Nature has lost her mind.