Since I started living in San Diego I've forgotten how much the weather no longer controls my life. The weather in San Diego is beautiful. I can plan to do just about anything and expect it to be gorgeous and sunny outside. The idea of snow, rain, or cold ruining my plans never enters my mind. A question like 'let's go to a baseball game on Friday' is never followed up by 'sure, I'd love to! oh wait . . . what's the weather going to be like?' Which is why when I made plans to see a Cubs game with my sister at Wrigley Field this Friday I was way bummed to see this . : /