Sweater Weather

My sister was in town to visit her childlings this weekend. She only lives about 3 hours away, but that's far enough that we call it being in town when she's here. On Sunday, while getting ready to head back out, she asked me, since I had more or less just come in from outside about 30 minutes prior, if it was hot out there.

I stared at her and laughed. "Really?" I retorted.

"Well, ya. I'm trying to see how hot it is."

I gave her That Look and laughed some more.

I responded, "It's Texas in summertime. Yeah, it's hot outside."

I should have told her that since she was wearing a tank top and I didn't think it had actually hit 100 outside (although it was pretty damn close), that I might say it was Texas-style sweater weather.