That night, talking with my aunt, who I'm staying with, I mentioned that it was pretty chilly outside. "Well, yes," she replied, "but then you're from Los Angeles."
Los Angeles?? This has nothing to do with "Los Angeles"! It was 30 degrees in mid-April! They cancelled the Cubs-Cardinals baseball game, because it was too cold to play. Not because, "By Los Angeles standards, Major League Baseball has determined the game should not go on."
This morning, I went to downtown Chicago to visit the Art Institute, and not a single person I saw making their way through the Loop was wearing a windbreaker. They were bundled up. Everyone. Some in winter gear, parkas, others in their heavy Fall jackets but with scarves and woolen hats. Not one chilly soul in their Spring finest.
And not one of them that I'm aware of from Los Angeles.
I have a ticket to the Cubs game tomorrow. It's supposed to be a balmy 42 -- though with the possibility of thunderstorms in the morning, ending before game time, though possible light rain later in the afternoon. I have pretty good seats. Hopefully after three hours sitting there, the weather gods will be smiling. Down on everyone, including those from Chicago and Los Angeles, and all points in between...
UPDATE: the new forecast Wednesday morning is -- chance of thunderstorms and SLEET in the morning, high in the upper-30s with possible light rain in the afternoon and two inches of SNOW in the evening! For April 18. Play ball!!! Hey, as they say, "April blizzards bring May flowers..." But yes, I live in Los Angeles.