When Sandra, the Singaporean coworker of mine, sees weather like this, she excitedly goes to the window and says,
"Yay! I love this Christmas weather!"
And when she does that, I am always sitting in a state of confusion.
"Uh, no it isn't. That's rain, Sandra. Christmas weather is snow and cold."
Then she reminds me that she's from Singapore and the rainy season marks the beginning of the holiday season and that I'm from Kansas and don't know anything.
Ok. She's nicer than that, but I do forget that I was raised in a Christmas snow globe of a world sometimes.
Kansas Christmases are white and freezing and make me want my Grandma's hot cranberry tea, a cozy blanket and a fire in the fireplace.
They do not make me want my umbrella and a dry pair of pants.
I'm obviously still a work in progress. Singapore, I'll get it one of these days.