I love you with a deep, abiding passion. You are my native state, and I came home, home where I can get sweet tea and hush puppies and people talk right and don't freak out when I call them ma'am and sir. I do love you.
However, one thing I will never understand and never get used to it the weather. Yesterday, it was 40 days and 40 nights style, and sleet mixed in, and 35 by the end of the day. Right now, it's sunnyish and 61 and windy as hell. Tomorrow, weatherfox claims it's going to be a high of 51 with rain and snow showers, and and Friday is rated "sunny to partly cloudy" (a hedge if I ever read one) and 48.
For the love of bob, make up your mind, please? Is it winter, spring, or fall around here?