As I sit in the library listening to (and participating in) the chorus of sniff-sniff-sniffs around me, I'm thinking that maybe I shouldn't have bragged about February in Arizona before. We had snow Sunday night (yes, SNOW in Tucson - they weren't lying to me when they said it happened). Patrick woke me up at 2am to show me (yes, of course he was up), and from the doorway, wrapped in my fluffy white duvet, I watched the huge flakes fall. It was a very good thing he woke me because all trace of the snow was gone by morning (except for up on the mountains). 
Bad Part - I woke up with a little cold - more proof that I would certainly die if I lived in the North.
Good Part - I wouldn't have believed I could think it a year ago, but it is kinda nice to have some type of weather other than 79 and sunny if only to remind me that it is, in fact, winter (and almost spring). It is currently 54 and sunny . . . not so bad. I actually got to wear my pea coat today. Yeah!
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