What is this...the dog days of December?

You have no idea how guilty I feel about saying this but I am so flippin' tired of hot weather I could spit...if I could only conjure up enough moisture. One daughter has over a foot of snow, old friends in IN are still battling ice and loss of power and here I am complaining about almost 80 degree weather. Do I want snow and Ice? Oh heck no, been there done that and bought the t-shirt. Have no desire to go back to shoveling snow and icey windshields but I would LOVE to spend a day without my shirt stuck to my back. Well, aren't I just a big ole whiner? I bet you think if I won the lottery I would complain about the paperwork... and I probably would.