Spring Has Me Making Cocktails and Questionable Decisions

It’s 65 Degrees and I’m Acting Like It’s a Beach Day.

It’s technically spring, but let’s be real—none of us know what season it actually feels like. I’m outside in a hoodie and sunglasses, convincing myself the breeze is “refreshing” while pretending I don’t need a blanket. The sun peeked out for five minutes and suddenly I’m planning beach days and backyard hangs like it’s mid-June. It’s not. But that’s never stopped me before. Call it seasonal optimism—or just really good decision-making with a drink in hand.

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