Well, lovies, I’m home from a week’s vacation in sunny Florida, which was sunny only part of the time. The other part of the time our hosts were having the same kind of whether we’ve had all winter: weird and unusual. Poor dears were turning the heat on at night just to stay ahead of the 40-degree temps. But amidst all the climate change shenanigans, I learned an important truth: With hot tubs, all things are possible.
And despite 40-degree nights, I still managed to come home with a sunburn, which qualifies me for zero complaining for the rest of the winter. (But if you’re really curious, I’ll show you my bathing suit marks.)