Let's talk about the weather...

So I get asked about the weather a lot. Not because I'm a meteorologist (although I did do the weather report for my broadcast journalism class newscast in college, and let me tell you, that shit is tricky), but because I live in Chicago. It gets cold in Chicago. Ass bitin' cold, as my mother would say.

This weekend Katherine and her friend Chelsea came to Chicago to visit, and of course they both asked me the inevitable question that I get asked all the time from family and friends in states located south of the Mason-Dixon line where 12 inches of snow in 24 hours is unheard of and sub-zero is used to refer only to a refrigerator, not the temperature -

"How do you deal with the winters?"

So I told them what I deal everyone.... You just deal with it. Yeah, it's really freaking cold in January and February. And I totally bitch about it. 

January and February aren't even the worst months though... I honestly think March-May are the three worst months weather-wise in Chicago. The snow isn't pretty anymore. It's supposed to be spring, but it's still snowing. And freezing. And miserable. And if I have to put my snow boots on to take the dog out one more damn time I'm going to lose it. 

And good God do I hate getting bundled up, freezing my ass off waiting for the bus, and then getting on a packed bus to stand and sweat my ass off because it's crowded and I'm wearing a giant coat and the heat is blasting 8 gazillion degrees. 

But days like this past Saturday totally make up for it. And when you guys down South were huddled up inside because it's just too damn hot to do anything outside, I was basking in the glory of Chicago summer. 

(sorry, just had to include this pic because my friend/the guy whose boat I was on is really good looking

 and I know many of you can appreciate that. ha)

And when it's 85 degree and you're on a boat Lake Michigan with the city skyline in the background? Those winter days are nothing but a distant memory.