Ugh. What a 'orrible day. 40 degrees, rainy, windy. And of course I left the house without a coat or a functioning umbrella. And why would I do that, you might ask? Because, dammit, it's the middle of May already!
Stupid Chicago "spring". For some reason I can handle ten-below-zero in January. That's even kind of exciting (assuming a warm coat, of course). But, I expect spring to arrive on March 1 like clockwork, and by May, the continued appearance of damp, frigid weather drives me a little... crazy. Hee.