What is it about the sun and warm weather that makes you want to turn up the music, roll down your windows, and drive around town singing at the top of your lungs? The sun has always had this power over me. The weather gets warm, the windows go down.

You can actually see this power on my transcript from college. My fall GPA was always higher than my spring GPA. I physically could not get my body to class when the weather was 65 degrees or higher. I’m not really sure what it is about. I think I need to be tested. Surely it’s not me, right?

A day like today is even better. I mean, it’s January and it’s gorgeous outside. I’m sure there is some kind of physiological explanation. Or maybe it’s psychological. Who knows. You’ve seen the movies. We are supposed to go eat a picnic under a tree, or maybe read a book, while the popular boys play football within staring distance. It’s what is supposed to happen on unseasonably warm days. What makes it even better is that it is a holiday for some people. No school, warm weather…. sounds like perfection to me!

My oldest son is having a heart attack right now as we wait for the youngest to sleep. I made him read books (awful, I know) to wait out the nap, but it didn’t work. We are having countless negotiations, most of them ending in the phrase “we cannot leave your brother home by himself.” But in just a few short minutes we will be outside, playing baseball or soccer or simply running in circles. That’s what little boys do in this weather. I, on the other hand, am counting down the minutes until I can get in my car, roll down the windows, crank up the old school rap, and drive to the gym. If you see me, wave out of your own window… You know you want to.