Listening to the radio on my way to work this morning, I heard the weather forecast for the coming weekend in Phoenix: sunny with highs around 80 degrees. Turns out that’s more or less the forecast for the following seven days too.
Sounds like paradise. Too bad Kathryn and I won’t be around to enjoy it.
Instead, we’ll be in northeastern Massachusetts for the next two weeks, where the highs will be closer to 50 degrees, with rain in the forecast for three of the next five days.
At least the seafood will be good. And the pizza. And the roast beef. That’s something, right?
Perhaps. On the other hand, the Mexican food will be shit.