Relativity of Spring

i dont know if i said this lately: i love new york.
i cant help myself. im like a giddy little school girl in love. all wide-eyed and impressed...

so, my theory of spring relativity.

in california, we had cold days during winter, but for the most part it stayed in the fortys/fiftys. but we also had a lot more rain. the thing is, though, is that i hate the cold. i really truly do. so i was always really bitter during the "cold" months of the winter.

in new york...oh new york. our coldest day was something like four degrees (and, yes, i understand that this has been a SUPER mild winter. hurrah for global warming). anyways, 20 degree days, i have realized, are the worst. when it gets below 20, its all about the same, but 20-25 is just PAINFUL. so, whenever the forecast says the temp is going to be in the 30s, i get a little happy...and when it hits the fortys, well...last week when it said it was 43 degrees out, it was sunny, i walked out of the house in a tank top and light hoodie (thankfully i also brought a jacket and scarf with me, because i almost died the second i walked out the door). so, forty degree weather, while it is warmer and excites me, isnt as warm as i would like it to be.
in FIFTY degree weather, however...wow. its beautiful and sunny out, and i have my window open. its funny how different the air even smells between 50 and 20 degrees...

but, my point, is that if i were in california, i would be bitching about cold it is and how i couldnt wait for spring.
in new york, i am ECSTATIC that it is fifty degrees. and, now, it has made me *giddy* for when actual spring comes....


i do love new york.