I’ve been living in central Arizona for 4 years now, and Christmas still doesn’t feel like Christmas. Today my church had a “stay and talk to people” kind of service, and there was a bunch of muchies on the outside patio. We were all hot standing out there. Crazy. If it’s 80 degrees, and you’re opening presents, it will not feel like Christmas.

Have a merry Christmas, to all of you Northeners!