Weatherman

I can only imagine what Stas’s classmates were thinking when he strolled into class today wearing khaki shorts and a short sleeve polo. My guess is something along the lines of “hey crazy, its forty degrees outside and pouring down rain!!”

Stas has seriously been hating on the weatherman lately. Apparently whenever he checks the weather it says highs in the eighties and endless sun. Haha, wouldn't that be nice.

Today was the turning point. We were on the phone and he was expressing his deep frustrations for the inaccurate weather forecasts and “how on earth can it say that it is sunny right now, when in actuality it’s raining, raining really hard!!” I feel that as wifey it is my duty to help Stas calm his frustrations with the world. After a deep discussion of his weather-checking-situation, the problem is solved: change your location back to PA when you get home from a trip!!

Or else you might end up confusing this:

for this:

And it just might ruin your day!