How you know you're a Texan: When you've become so acclimated to the weather that 80* temps don't even make you think of turning on the air conditioner, and 70* means you're sitting under a blanket on the couch (and just for the record, I was not the one sitting on the couch with the blanket).
How you know you're not going to make it through the Texas summer: When it's 57* and you've got the door open to help keep the house cool (and there's nothing running that would make the temp inside the house warmer).
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Ha, those are good tells alright.
I did not think I minded the cold much until david and I were talking about places to go on vacation and I kept ruling out anywhere cold! That being said, we went to the Netherlands in the winter and it was right at or below freezing every day and I spent a lot of my day walking outside. I also was wearing 3 times as much clothes as anyone else. The Dutch are apparently either too cool for puffy winter coats or just very thick blooded.
When I was in college, there was a Norwegian who lived in the dorm. I don't think I ever saw him in anything heavier than a wool sweater.
There was a running debate on who was crazier--Shawn or Jorgen since Shawn insisted on wearing shorts year round.
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