My brother lives in Hawaii, the land of tropical paradise. I live in DC, which, for all of its perks, would never be described as having ideal weather. He loves reminding me of this, especially in the bleary winter months.
Brother: It’s so cold…
Me: No. Stop. Don’t even start. It might SNOW in DC tomorrow.
Brother: I slept with a blanket on.
Me: I slept in a sweatshirt. With the heater on. Under a comforter.
Brother: I had to put pants on today.
What a hard life he leads, having to wear pants in Hawaii…