The heat has finally broke in Southern California, knock on wood. I know. I know. Boo-hoo. But it was hot. Really, really hot. And I’m definitely sympathetic when it’s 40 below in Minnesota. Okay, maybe sympathetic is a bit of stretch, since I’ve been known to send pictures of the beach to friends, but I swear, deep inside of me, there is a smidgen of sympathy. Or not. After all, I totally did 31 years of hard time, dealing with sub-zero temperatures. I just hope that it stays cool and the much needed rain continues to occasionally grace us.