I can’t believe it. 66 degrees! From now on I’m changing the phrase to, “I think I’ve died and gone to Pittsburgh.”

I mean seriously… this is incredible. This is supposed to be the time of year when we suffer in the cold, all bundled up in layers, and I was out walking with my dog in the park in short sleeves. I didn’t think that Pittsburgh could get any better than it already was. I like winter, and I’ve always said that I would love to live in a place that has a real winter, but maybe just one that’s not quite so long as a Wisconsin winter. Now it seems that I have accidentally found such a place. Today we broke the record of 64 degrees that was set back in 1998. Amazing.