Ah, Spring

My boyfriend gives me a hard time about my habit of wearing a winter coat and scarf in WINTER even though it's 50 degrees outside. I was taught: "Coats and long pants until the weather is warm for a week straight". It drives me CRAZY when I see kids outside without coats on random warm days in winter. It's those same dumbass parents who then load their now sick kids up on fever reducers, send em to school, and allow them to spread their plagues to the four winds where their parents then pick it back up and bring it to work, whereupon I end up ill 3 times in a month and a half, then pass it on to my boyfriend who gets pissed because he's the only person I know who hates being sick more than me.

But I digress.

Yesterday was no exception...even though it scooted up into the 60's. And then...Spring's first Thunderstorm. It got me. Bringing with it it's scents of summer and warm and growing things. I was hoodwinked. Lulled into complacency, I woke up this morning and decided to wear a dress.

Well, it's cold. And Cloudy. And Goddamned Windy.

So, now lie in wait for Pneumonia to swoop down and encrust my lungs in it's loving lovely embrace.

Suck.