In case you missed it, Saturday April 12 was Room Temperature Day 2008 around here.
Young Son coined the phrase. Ain't it great? As you may have suspected, Room Temperature Day is officially defined as the first day of the year that reaches, ummm, room temperature. Which in our house is about 68 deg.
This past Saturday, after weeks and weeks of 40-50 deg days and 30-40 deg nights, the thermometer blew right past the 60s and skyrocketed to nearly 80 deg! Wha-aaa?!?
We threw open the windows. We enjoyed the first egg salad sandwiches of the season for dinner and toasted the occasion with a fresh pitcher of Crystal Light. The future seemed bright and full of possibility.
But Nature quickly bitch-slapped us back to reality. On Sunday we resumed our regularly scheduled weather already in progress. I teased Young Son that that was our summer -- that's all we get. He laughed uneasily, unsure whether I was joking or not.
Hell, I wish I knew whether I was joking or not. I hope I didn't just jinx us....