It's not even the half way point in November, and today I busted out the winter coat. I was fucking freezing yesterday. My poor little icicles huddled around me to stay warm. I looked like a bag lady, because I had a blanket on my lap and a coat that seemed pretty ridiculous, given it was in the 40s. Right now it's 37 and I want to die. I mean, it better be waaaaaay colder in MA right now. I was not expecting to break out the pea coat until December...