The title of this post is a word New Yorkers use when there is an unusually warm spell in the middle of fall. But I think South Carolinians just call it November.
People who have spent time with me over the past few weeks may have heard my running commentary on the weather recently in Charleston. For lack of a better word, its been hot. I don't really do hot very well, especially when December is three days away.
It's been too hot for me to wear jeans and I'm tired of all of my summer clothes (I mean I've only been wearing them since May). It's been too hot for me to sleep, and I'm tired of being tired. And hot. And sweaty. And grumpy/irritable due to lack of sleep and wardrobe and copious amounts of sweat.
The bright side? It is supposed to drastically cool off tonight. Instead of highs near 80 today, the rest of the 10 day forecast has highs in the upper 50's to low 60's. So here's to grinning and bearing it for 24 more hours, but I'm sure ready to cool off.