This weekend I'm starting on my mission to visit 24 states before the age of 24. The high of where I am visiting is 70 degrees.. The high. Last night when I went to bed, it was 87 degrees in my house. Guess which one I'd prefer.
I'll give you a hint, it's not what most people would consider to be perfect weather.
Here's hoping there's an unexpected heat wave on the west coast this week. I'll never be able to understand why people want to live in places where the average in July is 70. In the summer I love waking up and already feeling hot, I love wearing skirts and sandals everyday because everything else is just to unbearable, and I love when snow cones and otter pops are a main staple in my diet.
What can I say, I love the heat, and I love Utah summers.