It snowed last night. I was in capris and flip flops, pumping gas into George, when it started coming down hard.
I have been known to easily tolerate cold weather. I've gone ice skating in a Tshirt. I've wandered Park City during Sundance in short sleeves. Apparently I have been acclimated to Las Vegas weather, because I was FREEZING. I was on the phone with Meridith, and I could barely function enough to form a cohesive sentence. ("I think my brain is frozen.")