A shift in seasons?

It's late September, and it was 96 degrees here. Yesterday was just as sweltering, and the heat is supposed to last through midweek.

Um, isn't it fall? Aren't I supposed to be in sweatshirts while watching football, not shorts and a tank? The kicker is, all summer I was in sweatshirts. It was definitely not hot, and now that fall is officially here, summer decides to make an appearance.

Not liking that.

The weekend was fun, though. We took the boys to the pool today, and we even got a sitter for last night. Took in some live blues, then wandered around downtown Carmel. Very relaxing... 'specially with the margaritas. :)

I just don't get it. I know that every area has different weather, but it seems like spring lasted fooooorrrreeevvveerrrr, and it doesn't seem right for summer to finally get here. I'm over it. I'm ready to just skip the heat and move right along to fall.

At least there's a change of season. One thing that bothered me in Hawaii was that it was perpetually summer. Doesn't sound bad to most people, but I love the fall. And Christmas with the AC on was just weird. I guess I'm just stuck in my northeast ways, or maybe I'm homesick for NH, but I don't get this whole west coast stuff.