Bah! Hum...

Weather for San Diego, CA
75°F Clear



That, my Tennessee (45°F Overcast) friends, is the reading at the very coastal Lindberg Field today. It's a good ten degrees warmer inland. I discovered this after making the very wrong decision that, as it is mid-November, I should grab a jacket on my way out the door to the market this morning. Ooh baby: wrong decision! It's hot in these thar hills!

Due to the recent balmy weather, I had been blissfully ignorant of the fact (or at least of the ramifications of the fact) that it was mid-November at all until THIS little wake-me-up arrived in my e-mail inbox Tuesday, heralding the opening of the Barn's Christmas show.

CHRISTMAS SHOW??? CHRISTMAS? REALLY? CHRISTMAS SHOW? ALREADY? YOU MEAN IT'S... MID-NOVEMBER?!? Omigod.

Check's in the mail. Love ya. Mean it. Merry Christmas. Gotta run.

When in the world did this happen? It was bad enough that Halloween came and went without the requisite orange lights, kids in costume, and pumpkin guts... but Halloween has never really registered on my mental calendar anyway. Whether as a vocation or an avocation, I see people playing dress-up almost every day. On Halloween, they're just a shorter cast of characters.

And now they tell me that Thanksgiving is just a week away. WHAT? No, no, no. See, I should be wearing scarves and mittens by the time Thanks-giving rolls around. It is not, I repeat, NOT supposed to look like this!

This, dear California friends, is JUNE to the rest of the country.

Christmas, schmistmas. No friggin' way.