I love when the Santa Anas come. It can be 80 degrees at Christmas and I’m running around in capris and flip flops.
I was in flip flops and summer sundress yesterday but I hate Santa Ana’s. They give everyone in my family headaches. The hot dryness feels creepy. I want rain and sweater weather. I am sick of 80 degrees. I’m sick of dead grass and ugly brown hills. Rainy season used to start around November and we don’t ever see rain in Nov any more, not even in Dec.
One of the things I missed most about the midwest when I lived in LA for years - the seasons! Christmas lights on palm trees and watching football in “sports” bars on the beach never cut it.