In which I make many enemies

Okay, so I know most of the country is blanketed in snow at this point. And I know that most of you have been enduring the snow and the ice and the cold for many months now. You're tired of it. You're yearning for summer. You can't wait to throw open the windows and welcome warmer weather. If one more weatherman predicts a winter storm for the weekend, you're going to take a hit out on him. And because I understand all of that, I know that I'm not going to make any friends by saying this: I am sick of 80 degree weather in February. It's not natural. It's been humid and warm here for a month and a half. And that wouldn't be such a big deal if I knew that this was a fluke, a blip on the radar, and that cooler temperatures were just around the corner. But I know better. Because here in Florida, once the humidity sets in, it doesn't go away until December. And I'm SO SICK OF IT. There. I said it. Fire at will.