It’s weird that it’s almost Thanksgiving. Not that I’m not looking forward to spending time with my mom and stepfather. Rather, it just feels weird weather-wise. Lately, the days have been warm and sunny in So Cal, almost like it was Spring and not Winter.
Also, I think living in the hot, humid (glorious!) weather in Thailand for almost two weeks recently skewed my perception. It just doesn’t feel right. Thanksgiving doesn’t come when the sun is out and it’s 80 degrees Fahrenheit outside! It comes when the air is crisp and cool and the leaves are changing colors.
Seriously… is this freakish weather global warming or just a fluke? I have to admit, it freaks me out a little either way.