Kalt Tante

I just realized I live at the end of I-95. I suppose I can think of it as the beginning, but no, nothing should begin here. This is, after all, where the dead go to die. Were there too many commas in that last sentence?

Last week was cold down here at the end of I-95. Seriously. We turned the heat on. The HEAT! It got down to the high 30's at night. The weather person used the phrase "wind chill". WTF? But now it's back up to the 70s and it's lovely.

I'm going to be an aunt soon. Yay! Hopefully I will be a cool aunt. Hopefully we can move back to NY or New England soon.
(Dies in Miami just like your grandparents)