48 and I was excited. Sad, really - but there is the new reality. Where I grew up if the low as EVER below 50, the news casters would tell us to bundle up for the night. We were given "Frost Warnings!!" and "Possible Snow in Local Mountains!". I mean 50 was scary time. The thresehold, below which, one had to think about "the Weather (scary voice going mowhaaaa haa ha!)".
Now I use the word "balmy". And probably incorrectly. You know when "balmy" should be used. When doing a horrible Dick Van Dyke impression.
