It’s All Relative

Having been born upon a warm speck of an island, Jeb’s ten years in Hawaii have exposed him little to temperatures below 70 degrees Fahrenheit. He’s seen snow twice in his lifetime and has never heard of an electric blanket (“You plug in a blanket? Why?”). His greatest exposure to any “real” winter has been limited to holidays in the climes of California.

So when a “cold” snap came through our island last night, cooling the air with some dramatic winds, we all feebly slipped on socks and shivered. The temperature gauge read about 63.

“Mom, it’s so cold in my room right now.”

“I know, it’s a little chilly tonight.”

“No, I mean it’s really cold. It’s cold like California.”


courtesy of Andy Melton
courtesy of Andy Melton