Where, oh where, did the seasons go? In Texas it is summer all year round.

I was talking on the phone with my mom who lives in Utah and she asked about the weather. I told her it was about 110-degrees. I asked her what it was there. "48-degrees." The temperature in Texas was double, wait, more than double the temperature in Utah! Yeah, pretty sure it is hot here! Just in case you‘ve been sitting inside your air-conditioned house and hadn't noticed yet.

My family asks how I deal with the heat. My answer? I don't go outside. I travel from my air-conditioned office, to my air-conditioned car, to my air-conditioned house and repeat. Sometimes even the walk from the car to the house is nearly unbearable.

When we first moved to Texas in February our car's air-conditioning wasn't even working. We lasted until about May when I drove around town one day and nearly got heatstroke. The next day our car was in the shop getting the air-conditioning replaced. We hadn't needed the A.C. in Utah. The heater is the vital thing up there. If your heater is broken, forget it; you will probably freeze to death. Now we're on the other end, boiling to death. Instead of starting our car ahead of time to thaw it, we start our car ahead of time to freeze it.

I'm afraid I'm losing my tolerance for the cold. My blood is thinning. Whenever we go back to visit Utah I might not make it through the cold. I'm becoming a wimp. If I'm not hot I'm cold. My Utahnites would be ashamed of me.

I was so excited to move to a warmer climate. In Northern Utah it is winter from about November to April. That is six months of winter. That leaves only two months each for spring, summer, and fall. That was too much winter for me. I needed more of the warmer months. Now my world has completely flip-flopped. I've moved from one end of the spectrum to the other, too much summer and not enough of the others, correction, NONE of the others. I never realized how much I love fall till I didn't have it. I miss riding through the canyon when the leaves start changing, hearing the leaves crunch under your feet when you walk, and the crisp air.

I didn't think I would EVER say this, but...I miss winter too (I can't believe I just admitted that). I miss waking up in the morning and looking out the window to see a world of white. The trees, the roads, the houses, even the sky, all white. There is nothing quite like it. I must add, the charm doesn't last for long. After a while the white beauty goes away and all you are left with is dirty, gray, crusty snow that gets all over your car, all over your clothes, and you're cold and wet all the time. I don't miss that.

I guess I truly can't have my cake and eat it too...At least not until I move. Until then I am here in perma-summer land (better than perma-winter land).

Corinne recently moved from Utah to Texas and enjoys pointing out the funny things she notices that are "Only in Texas." You can contact her with comments & questions at onlyintexascolumn@gmail.com.