It is June 4, 2008.  We are just over two weeks away from the longest day of the year; the summer equinox which commences the season known for its hot and sunny days, when the warmth carries into the evenings spent on porches and decks across the Northern hemisphere, while roasting marshmallows under the moonlight.  We are just over two weeks past the official commencement of dress season.  So, why the heck am I wearing a wool sweater and boots and still complaining of the cold?  Huh, Mother Nature?  Could you answer me that?  I swear I am not bitter (grumble, grumble).