The thermometer actually goes that high?
Yep, there's a chance later today that we may see forty degrees. I know it's my own fault for living in the midwest, but I'm tired of winter.
We all make do as best we can.
Exhibit A: my cat, Gus, finding a ray of sunshine to sun himself.
In other news, my wife has dominated the ping pong action in our basement so far, save one night that I don't dare bring up.
I can't wait until things really start to melt away and I can go outside. Let me rephrase that... I still go out, but I'd like to have full range of motion of all my extremities rather than bundling up like Randy from A Christmas Story.