Ewww.

Thiiiiiiiiiiiis much (arms stretched wide): that is how much I hate summer. I am living in the wrong state/hemisphere. I'm not ashamed to admit it; I had cleavage sweat today at Costco.
What I wouldn't give to have a steaming cup of cocoa in front of a fire. I want to be bundled in my winter yoga pants and a sweatshirt.

And I'm not one of those Richmonders who complain in the summer that they want winter, and in the winter that they want summer. I like fall. And I like winter. I hate summer.