![]() To me, folks who love winter are like morning people: curious alien creatures who compel me to commit reprehensible acts of mayhem. I just do not get you freaks at all. I am a true babe of summer. Going to the beach isn't just an ideal vacation, it's the ONLY vacation. I love to lie by the pool, go for short runs through my neighborhood and work in my yard. I desperately miss all of those activities in fall and winter, and count the weeks until I can do them again. (FYI, there are 110 days until the pools open. Just sayin’.) As most people in this area of the country will attest, this winter has been especially brutal. I realize that the calendar shows we technically have six more weeks of winter regardless of what Punxsutawney Phil had to say this weekend, but Louisville’s temps usually warm up long before the spring equinox in March. I am not optimistic about an early warmup this year, and it really pisses me off.
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