I’ve lived in south Louisiana all my life so, to me, it’s cool once it starts hitting the mid/lower 60s, and I say winter is 53 degrees and colder. This morning for some reason I didn’t look at my weather app first thing, most likely because I didn’t have to go to work today so “slept in” meaning got out of bed at 623 instead of the usual 523, and I got up and made coffee and was on the phone and didn’t want to wake my daughter so I moseyed on outside with my coffee and the phone and stood in the sun looking about and chit-chatting and when I got off, I poked about looking at the dead stuff, thinking about what I’ll be getting in a few months to replace it and I was thinking how lovely and comfortable it was and how “they” (the nameless weather “they”) had said it was going to freeze overnight. And I rolled my eyes at their silly, lying, maybe just ignorant, selves and I ambled back in and checked the weather app and it said it was 28 degrees out… !!!! I refreshed and it STILL said 28 degrees out! I was INSTANTLY freezing and miserable. Whoever said “sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me” was not a hothouse southern belle acknowledging winter temps cuz I about cried.