We're getting ready for work and I can't decide whether to wear a lighter jacket.
Me: What do you think? I don't need to wear my big ol' coat anymore do I?
W: It's seven degrees outside.
Me: OK, I'll keep wearing the heavy one.
W: Am I your walking barometer or something? You've got the temperature on your phone.
Me: I do? I guess I never thought to look there.
Pause, I'm thinking
Me: I guess it's like they say 'Never cast a clout, till March is out'.
W: What's a 'clout'?
Me: I don't know.
Pause
W: How about 'in like a lion, out like a lamb'?
Me: For the end of March?
W: For the whole month.
Me: A lion roars... and that suggests power, warmth, hotness...
W: I don't think 'hotness' is a word.
Me: It's early. I can't think.
W: You're telling me.
Me: I'm not sure it makes any more sense than mine. You think of a lamb, you think soft and cute. So the end of March is... cuddly?
W: No. (sigh) Calmer, with more sunshine.
Me: So I could wear a jacket and get away with it?
W: It's seven degrees outside...
Me: Yeah, I know... I checked my phone...
well my son, you can either laugh or cry, and the former is nearly as good as a bottle of bundy
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