Brrrr...

We have Good Days and we have Bad Days. By "we", of course, I mean you and I. I don't mean the rest of those people, some of them have nothing but good days or bad days. But we have a bunch of each... though it sure seems like more bad than good, doesn't it?

Today I had a Good Day. Well, on the golf course anyway. It could have been a Bad Day. It was cold here. Seriously cold... for us. About 40 degrees Fahrenheit. Now, some of you might not think that's all that cold. But when you are used to temperatures in the 80's and upper 70's, 40 is downright miserable.

For some reason, when it gets cold down here, it seems much worse than it does elsewhere. I don't know if its because we're weather wimps (a strong possibility) but the cold cuts right through you here. I have a theory, though. I formulated it from observations about my weight when I lived in San Diego vs south Florida. I weighed an average of 5 lbs more in San Diego where the temperatures (while very mild) average in the mid to low 70's. (I suspect that number should really be the mid 60's.) Here the average is probably in the high 70's or low 80's. I determined that the extra 5 lbs was a layer of sub-cutaneous fat which acted as an insulator.

We do not need that insulation here in Paradise. Except for a few sporadically placed weeks in the winter.

I think I need to find a way to live in Hawaii.